The silent voice of darkness
Rains over the eternal soil
Without hesitations for loveliness
It will take over your soul
The night falls with temptation
Over our very eyes
I see the contagion
Coming from the black despise
It is when all light is lost
That creatures begin to take form
Imagination has the cost
That your thoughts will be born
In your mind a figment
But on a lightless plane
It will become a torment
To your violent brain
The Phoenix