THEATRE OF THE DARK

 

 The sun drops behind the dark

Hush the earth is still

No living creature moves

Wondering if it ever will

 

Little padded feet on foam

A solitary figure not aloud

Singular method of the night

To lure an angel  out to roam

 

Sinister figures wandering here

Where only time will tell

As the dark excludes the light

All that`s left is hell

 

---- Eagle Cruagh