• No were to run, the darkness is closing in.
    Can’t hide here, can’t hide there, and you can’t run too.
    It’s coming, quick, keep running.
    But it’s too fast; it’s coming, coming for you.

    It engulfs you, to the very last inch
    The power, the rage, you can feel it.
    You try to resist, but you cannot
    The new path is clear, lit to every inch

    You must kill, kill, kill
    Kill till you see bodies littering the floor
    Use your muscles to tear and shred
    Use your muscles till they’re sore.

    Then the power is gone
    As quick as a flash
    You hear a voice
    “That is true darkness, but just a dash”

    You beg and plead
    “Please, more power, please!”
    The entity ignores your cries
    It bids you ado, and leaves