Shadows of Tomorrow

Into the dark to lay their end
Back to May, insane they said
Fore this is a thriller, your mind the film
Into the darkness for slain the chill
Cast out the dark, they expel to the world
Nothing but fright, fore fear is control
Diffusing the amusing rhythm of the lies
Back to the truth, but here's the surprise!
The omnipresent thee say with no name, but cries
Surely they've sold it for something more dry
Weak and wallow they cry in the night
Into the dark, surely they've lost their sight.

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