i stand in the shadow of the night,
and i feel no fright,
becuase the dark is my domane,
the one time i feel no pain,
the time that i lay down my head and pray that soon i will be dead,
because the shadows obay my comand,
they listen when i tell them to slash my wrist,
they listen when i tell them its time for me to rest,
although the shadows lisen to what i say,
they wish for me to stay,
and protect them from the light,
so i'll stay by their sides,
and hide them from the bright rays of light,
because even i am just a shadow of the night... |
