Lost in the Dark, it seems wandering helplessness
Depressed in life, with acts of hopelessness
Souls that remember life
Scrambling to get a glimpse
Poking around the corner as they know they are dead
Looking for a way, an escape of what is said
Help me is what you'll hear
As you creep in a bit near
Sometimes behind the lost is evil waiting their turn
Like the hungry begging for food to soothe their eternal yearn
Bullies cutting in line, with an intimidation act they learn
To bow to the stronger Entity, the act follows us you see
Thinking we help the...