The night falls in a heavy, suffocating cloak, soulless are we.
The emotion for which you sacrifice yourself
flares once, then dies,
crushed by madness.
All hope must die.
Your soul thrives no more.
How could you fail to believe?
Shadows surround us, crying,
we have lost our light.
Timothy hopkins
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/darkness-descends-3/
