The street lights humming their usual song.

A lone silhouette sings along.

The moon fades and the street lights retired.

Day banishing the darkness that the madness required.

Retreat back to the dungeon and the wicked dreams.

Fulfilled your demons with a poison stream.

The sun won’t last, the street lights will return.

Another night death’s oil still burns.

Walk the dark unafraid and alone.

Only the street light to guide the path unknown.