Dark Souls
In the midnight run
The wind howling wild
The sky turning dark
The moon clouded
The silence walk
Into the corridors of power
There in lies the seed of evil
Germinating hatred caring for its own
The black clothed guys and women
Heads to toes only the red eyes glow
In silent prayers paying homage
The double standard for the cronies
The blue and white dogs
Hiding under the pillars
The black dogs running
Afraid of its own shadows
Walking on the corridors
The silence bring them the power
Enriching their evil souls
Laughing behind dark clothes
The villagers so naïve
Until today they never realize
The things they get
Only a fraction of the whole!
In the midnight run
The dark souls roam the night
Knowing the light will be shining soon
They can't stay long they have to hide
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