the dark ones sing the song only you can hear
a song of endless shadows in love with your loneliness
hidden in glamour; trickling with sweet enchantment
reaching you with misty fingers, tugging at your dreams
[ when you sleep, they dance like moths around your flame ]
the dark ones spin around you
chanting a tune that resonates with your sorrows
their spidery hands touch your heart with blackened love
they sip and drink - tasting, enjoying
[ they drink the fire from your eyelids, leaving coal trails ]
the dark ones wait for you
to pull out the last string in your heart, to drown you in the tears of the void
blinding the world on your existence - allowing you to understand the night
[ like a butterfly with broken wings, like a story with a bitter end ]