Children of the nightA Poem by ScarlettI wrote the song while i was in a really dark place. I just had some inspiration and this is what it turned out to be.
Listen to the music,
the music of the night, welcome to the story, about children out of sight. Going through the forest, the dark and lonesome threes. they just want to escape and take power over me. Chills down my spine, lighting and thunder above, the clock is striking midnight, in this creepy church yard. wolves, wolves, hear my plea, i need your strength, please come to me. give me your wisdom, teach me your call, give me your sight so i can tell right from wrong. The clock is striking midnight, the darkness is all around me, I can see your eyes, You finally came to me.
© 2015 ScarlettAuthor's Note
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