I like it... more crap from me though I'm afraid!
I'm lost down the streets that remember no name,
Skipping past cobbles that bear me no blame,
I'm scowling at shadows and paying no heed,
Whilst dancing in time to the hate of your screams.
These dark city street lamps reflect what is sane,
Such oceans of darkness where light laid no claim,
Not even the vilest can dare not to dream,
When you're trapped in the horror of what you have seen.
The night has descended from where it has lain,
Remember the faces of those it has slain,
Awaken and shake off the dastardly sleep,
Too late you forget that you sow what you reap...
You sit there in your comfort, you don't believe I'm real. But you cannot buy protection from the way that I feel!