A cold push into a darkness that leads us astray
A pulse that is no longer there throws us head first into a new way of life
Fear all-consuming until there is nothing left but darkness
Gold eyes dancing with malice and greed
Shadows showing horrific images
The King of Nightmares will always be here in our hearts
Waiting to strike us down
When fear glimmers ever so slightly
Pitch Black will live forever more in the shadows
Unseen and unheard but always bringing darkest things to light