The Night, it falls around me
calling to the shadows.
The Night, it reaches its hands out for me,
creeping up and down the hallway.
Oh the suspense.
The Night is calling its demons
to drag me down to the depths of Hell.
The Night.
The wind whispers to me.
The Night is at my window,
slowly creeping in.
The Night enters my thoughts, my dreams, my head.
Making me evil.
Now I'm a part of. . .
The Night.
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