Run! .. Look at your dreams

Look far down inside,

at your fear of screams

scream-n-scarred tongue like cyinide.

 

Run!... It is so fast

and darts through air quick,

you can hardly see it,

the fogs are just to thick.

 

Breathing sounds like screeching here

the silence stings like hell,

you fear the darkness coming near,

for dead is what you felt.

 

RUN! I said, you've stayed to long,

its pace is picking up,

the chase has now begun

deafining ears its cries are stuck.

 

As you fall you felt overcome,

its wretched grip held fast,

"Oh" How the Darkness Comes!

Breath.. for its your last.

 

You remember the life you lived before now

you loved that the days lined up the same;

But thats no more your gone some how,

You drifted away as the Darkness Came.