In eyes of the unaware
You are truly worth admire
Avoiding every glare
There are places not to go!
Where thereís terror and thereís pain
Where there is easy to go insane
You might tread right in to their nest
These are things that should not have been awaken
But this wisdom is now forsaken!
And the chambers of light
Fear is numbing as it goes
Restless in deepest night
Hear itís accusing moans
You know it knows, it knows youíre weak
Wont stop till crush of bones
Is it not imagination mere?
As you that question ponder
Eight legs soon to you wander
Consuming every bit of reason I mightíve had!
Canít anyone stop this clattering?
I canít take no more of constant battering!
No more time is for deception
Just to run, run wherever to
Hoping thatís not what old hammers do
Not sure what it was I made
Perhaps this is where I draw my sword
Waiting for the deadly warrior lord
Roaming dark land no man seeks
Easy to detect with such features
Will be found where chaos leaks
donít be fooled by Tricksterís minions
if you do, you wont live the day
Better stick to own opinions
Donít let others make you sway
black is really right for dress
shadows move you sweet and gently
enveloping you through magic entry
Or youíll be gone in single blow
Watch your step in midnight hour
Guards might hear from highest tower
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