And in the shadows, the death tiger lies.
the darkness so dark, that skys seem to sigh
Skies so sullen, they have no breath,
yet still, they sigh, until nothing is left.
Darkness comes in, Darkness come out.
Light is never invited, where the it lays round a'bout
The skies rain drips of shame
Where light has only itself to blame
They wonder where a place so bright
Has turned into a moaning night.
As light turns across the bridge of shame
They ask 'It nobody's game.'
And with that off they went
With their hearts bent.
dreary and miserable, ...