Rebirth, a Second Chance

When the dark has come,and the day has gone, and the moon shines full,like a night time sun, when good has died, and evil spawn, then dream time comes, and I am reborn, for its within my heart so burnt and bitter, with the thoughts of what could have been, and that witch was not,that lies my soul, a lifeless mass,an empty void, feared with mere thoughts and questions, and in a web,spun of the fibers of ones mind, lives Vapor,dream demon supreme, so fear the darkness, and fear the night, for I am the demon, embraced by the light, and though the demons journey may have eneded, the mystery has just begun.