[HEADING=3]Second Draft[/HEADING]
Darkness, falling over day
Broken men inside, on their knees do pray
The sunsets hold no more beauty, portray the deathly grey
They worship the burning of land, the scorching of man, destruction of souls
Contrast the night, cool inviting, and seduction at its best. She whispers, hear her quiet breathing
Her temptations guiding, her secrets inviting, call you into the mist. Crawl towards your angel of night
Envelops you, fills you with a hollow life, nothing to follow, nothing to gain simple existence it be
No alternative, only two ways, neither right, who is our guide, who be the light?
Wish to follow, away from the night, away from the day
Something simple, the wind doth answer
Whisper truth, dispelling lies
Any critique is welcome Subjects