A night will come.
A night of evil.
A night where none may find their way.
A day will follow.
A day of resting.
A day where you say goodbye.
A darkness is coming.
A darkness of never ending.
A darkness where you lose all your hope.
A strong pain will follow.
A strong pain of changing
A strong pain that lets you forget.
You will not follow.
You will not exist.
You will never have been.
All there is is the beast.
All there is is the hunger.
All there is is the endless dark, reaching into the hearts of many.
Will a morning follow?
Will a morning set us free?
Will a morning give us our sanity back? This we do not ask ourselves.
All there is is the beast.
All there is is the hunger.
All there is is the endless dark...