The Darkness of Light
Fear storms through the dark endless skies
Where it seems that land can only exist at night
Where thugs rule the world and parents hide behind doors
Hypocritically stating,"the world is yours"
The world can be ours we must take our shares
tearing to shreds the part that was theirs
Men are afraid and women are scared
children cry in their beds because no one is there
They took back the land and all it came with
They cleansed the land and took out the filth
They cleansed till it shone and corruption broke
The Demons saw their power broken and scared they fled
They saw the freedom they had was gone.. and soon so were they
Gone from the fear they once had and now basking in that freedom they now have
Light flies through the endless skies
Where it seems land can never exist at night
Where thugs hide in the world and parents open their doors
Truthfully stating, "the world is now yours"
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