The eyes of cold
The burning desire
Crawling up images
Of a time of darkness
The dim lights glow
The lone shadow sits
Cross-legged on the bench
Dreaming of a time
He can break free
Catch the world of his needs
The bad souls so easy to find
In the sins of the world
The chains are rusty
The years underground
The dark shadow laugh
“Nothing can stop me now!”
In the full moon
Brightly coloured the sky
The dark shadow disappears
To the world of bad souls
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