It's The Dark That Wins Poem by Jazz Jazz

The soul of the body seeking another place
So much struggle, tears on the face
And the wicked light invades the soul
It sheds its darkness in the depth of all the pores
As it enters it takes control
Letting out yells
Frightened of the evil
And it's where I does not exist
The I who is lost in the dark
Slowly dying in the cold
As the fire burns inside
Looking for a way out through the veins
The pain takes its ease
No control and you drop on your knees
Just full of sorrow
It's all that the soul contains
The storm doesn't stop
Its winds are pushing you back
Every day feels like an attack
And when the night begins
The dark is all that ever wins