Darkness sings her lullaby

At the end of every day,

She sings of loves unbridled path

And souls that slip away.

The fury of her cold embrace

Gives way to tender tears,

As mothers hold their children close

To calm their frantic fears.

The daring fools that sing their praises,

The bold… and bitter few

Will cower to her hypnotic pitch,

And fall into her rue.

Her music feeds the madness…

Lending to our deepest dreams,

Eventually her dark embrace,

Shall eternally redeem.

-Antony King
















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