Shadows pass among the children of the night,
We all have our daemons that we bare.
Loneliness knows no bounds upon one's soul.
Happiness turns to abandonment at a blink of an eye.
No answers can be heard in the shadows of the night.
Buildings give no solice to those that harbor in the darkness.
Gentleness once been told upon once a tortured soul.
Precious stolen moments lost with a word.
Mind fractured with one's own carelessness.
A silent heart cries out that no one hears.
Giving up too soon to the darkness with in.
A Devilish Angel appears with the promise of hope.
He too is ripped away by the daemons of the shadow.
His sensual kiss still burns the flesh with passion lost.
Leaving his hunger planted deep with in the tortured soul.
Never to be claimed or fulfilled.
The soul screams as the daemons drag it to their feeding ground.
Never resisting their call the daemons feed with their festering touch.
The nightmare returns over and over again.
Reaching for the light as it escapes the grasp.
Giving the shadow it's reward.
