It comes in the cold night, while we lay in the comfort of our beds.
We feel its a dream, but its really happening.
Without notice, without motive.
The pain he causes are greater than we can bear,
The hurt in our hearts is more than we can dare,
The future of the youths, unassured,
The days of the old, uncertain,
The dark angel is pain with no gain
The dark angel is light with no sight
The dark angel is bright with no shine
The dark angel is storm with no rain
The dark angel is SORROW
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