Sinical

Forward;

Dark creature I laid with at night

In our cold hollow cave I felt alright

You flew away like a bat in the light

Alone I stay, alone I fight...

the wanderer will compromise

lack of freedom

guarded from its demise.

“the real world will never know me”

the hurting one naysay

seeking light

being dead in the day.

resting silently deep in our graves

a deranged settlement

the masses became slaves.

sinners teach death as the night cries

despising each other in lies

with hopeful eyes.

(this piece is an opening to a new beginning from an ending.)