
Though shadows of scary creatures trail on the walls of our thoughts and the sky wears deep darkness,
I am not afraid of the night
Though the stranger’s flute sings pain, distress, sorrow…
My heart is still not pumping heaviness but hope
I am not afraid of the night
Though my mouth eats fake promises & my ears swallow fear & anguish
But i still spit white saliva
I am not afraid of the night
Though tough guys now wane
& mighty heroes are falling like Autumn leaves
But I am not a wind to this storm
I am not afraid of this night,
Though oblivion wears the face of people now, & the streets breathes fear & pain& anguish
I am not Afraid of this night
Because everything comes in monochromes, every night that comes is an evidence that the dawn is near
I am not afraid of this darkness.