look at the sky, see its fear
its the sign of evil near
it hides in places pure and dark
sometimes lightend by a spark
you cant see it, but its there
shaped in forms you never hear
wants to grab, wants to hurt
see its claws of blackening burst
it steals your soul oh so weak
you don't know what you seek
if its around, you cant escape
the creation of darkness will awake
you want to fight end its terror
but its to late, look at the mirror
it controls, you are possessed
the only thing that will remain
is a thing they cant restrain
the inner light shining trough
driven by goodness and believe
it will help you to achieve