I walk the streets in fright,
From what hides behind the light.
Keeps me awake every night,
Rain, Sun, Snow, or Shine.
Half the world comes alive,
As the devils playground takes flight.
Shadows crawl and turn into birds,
Fly into my mouth as I choke on my words.
Light fades while energies surge,
Flapping wings of no self worth.
Drowning my soul in a black pool,
Each flitting bird, a haunting ghou...