the dark and chilly night
it holds my spirit still
the night would take over me
if i had no will
the past reminds
how it used to be
how i was always hated
just for being me
I'm constantly haunted
and scramble for fate
an angel to help me
instead i just wait
Fueling the power inside
burning dark with hate
pulling myself out again
giving a chance to fate
More and more it grows
getting stronger all the while
soon it'll take over
and leave with a sinister smile
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