Darkness
I dear to dream, yet I’m the nightmare pouring
darkness into your little spark of light…
So many pages written blind… or torn apart
So many hidden rows; so many chapters locked!
You’re right! So… right…
I dear to dream, yet I’m the nightmare pouring
darkness into your little spark of light…
So many pages written blind… or torn apart
So many hidden rows; so many chapters locked!
You’re right! So… right…