Clouded with danger
Silence is the song it sings
Consolidated with the ever calm breeze
It's latten, shines proudly, obscured by nothing
It casts temporal vintage to everything
That lays subject to it
And the Jame, it is dark
It's dark and graced with horror
The upright has rest
But the wicked jurgorn in the dark
They have made night their companion
The canvass the paths obvious to men
They do the works alien to men
They have become invisible
Coz they have made the night their canopy
It's dark
The nursing mother cry
"Leave not my child"
They exclaim
"evil lie in wait"
They warn
"the night stands amished"
They warn again
