The Night is Dark and Full of Terrors

The day grows short and the night grows long
This is the life where you belong
Your trepidation knows no bounds
This is the hunt, you are a hound

The years have passed and yet more to come
The heart you have still beats its drum
You put your trust in those who betray
This is the hunt, you lead the way

As the darkness ends and light draws near
Your eyes give away your fear
The silent scream as you lay still
You were the hunt, this is the kill

By Esteban Korsgaard

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