The Dark Night

The Dark Night

The odd
spark

Gives rise
to Life

And you
run away

From fire
and the
burnin wood

It is
hot

You must
find ice

Far away
on the
mountain

Your soul
tear away

Can’t walk
no more

Your body
lyin on
the ground

Rots into
the worms

Neither the
flame in
you

Nor the
calmness

Now all
that remains

Is a
blue moon

And the
dark night

Caution: This might be all theory

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