The wind gusting in the air
Hearing small creatures come out
Surrounding everything they see!
Day turns into dark
Fast…
Fireflies are glowing
Lighting up the darkness
Its time for a new perspective in this
Strange
New
World
That separates day from dark
It’s the middle of the night
The ticking stops!
Illusions start
Sometimes bad, sometimes great
Evil is the symbol of darkness
Killings
Murders
Kidnapping
Death
All come alive
Darkness fades away leaving light
Some dreams are endless as the bottom of the ocean
The air is still
In this present day all we think about is…
Are we going to live or die!
The illusions fade!
Night is death…