He
has his guard dogs
Manning
his mansion
Every
day every night
He
feels he is secured
On
the ground
It
seems so
With
every wall secured
With
grilled fences and doors
In
his back room
He
has his inner circle
Watching
out for him
The
dark lord can sleep
But
sleep never knocks in
He
dreams of the raids in the air
The
open hole wide as his eyes can see
There
is no protection for him
He
has to do himself a favour
Look
in the mirror and admit his errors
There
shouldn't be anymore lies
His
face is full of holes
Now
he can scream
When
sleep doesn't come in
How
long will he stay on?
The
sun will break the dawn
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