As the shadow falls
On this nocturnal clay
And dreams of a new dawn
Paves its way, quiet & cautious
To dismay the restless day
It lingers beneath the soil
Far above, the warm blood boils
Keenly, the shadow seeks it path
Through the breaths and sighs
Of fragile human hearts
As the night turns to gray
The sunlight tears through
The raven canvas, and shatters
The faint depiction it had drawn
But the hope is not yet gone
It awaits another night
Beneath the illusion of a hindsight
Reborn with its flair, driven to despair
To ignite another dawn, a new dream to crucify
With savage tenacity and enigmatic glares
