The Tale of the Dark Night

Warm summers heat rises Winters long past and we feel the nights last Silver shadows fall on all that stand Around midnight you feel a cold cold hand The night everyone dies Future generations feel deaths grasp Caught with-in deaths cast Nights of the dead in a mask There will be nowhere left to hide Hand held steady warriors stack Tales taught to be turning All things left burning Wishing out answers while your learning Opening up minds third eye your left yearning majestic heroes merging Caught by deaths serging