Creatures

This silly creatures of the night

They’ve stabbed me back to life

They hated my dreams and that’s why the couldn’t resist?

Silly creatures of the night, knocking off my precious silence

Are they acting at hell’s guidance?

There used to be a delightful blackness

All that is left is a repulsive enlightenment

Silly creatures, envious creatures

Why did they hate me so much?

Is it because I can’t cope like before?

Or is it because I used to be alive and now I’m not?

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