User:TheLeorxDark/sandbox

In the light - it is dark, In the dark - it is horror. Who sees it first, Won't see self flesh. One will become, Fleshless dark And who will see again, They will die. One can be saved, By someone else Taking his place And suffering his phase. It can't be stopped, Unless it will grow. You can't do a thing, Unless you are the thing. Without light, There is no dark. Without dark, There is no horror. Who won't figure out, Will become the one And die, So light for him could disappear And the dark would go To free the fear.

It goes everywhere Where it is light, To look for something That would make darkness right.