I am the night, dark and deep,
The silent whisper that rocks you to sleep.
In shadows, I linger and creep,
A haunting lullaby for you to keep.
Dreams are the realm where I play,
Weaving illusions to lead you astray.
A world of fantasy, a mirage on display,
In the twilight, your fears I betray.
Yet when dawn breaks and light shines through,
My mysteries fade, my power subdued.
For though I rule the night, it's true,
The day belongs to the light, anew.
…..[reverse]
The day belongs to the light, anew,
Though I rule the night, it's true.
My mysteries fade, my power subdued,
When dawn breaks and light shines through.
In the twilight, your fears I betray,
A world of fantasy, a mirage on display.
Weaving illusions to lead you astray,
Dreams are the realm where I play.
A haunting lullaby for you to keep,
In shadows, I linger and creep.
The silent whisper that rocks you to sleep,
I am the night, dark and deep.
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