May 16, 2025
More in Early Bytes: 1982-2003 The Wraith
I am the cold light of dawn The darkness before the moon A wisp of smoke from the unlit briar Burning bones amongst the fire Full of pain Full of hate For my doom All of you wait Setting sun and burning stone The one you should all leave alone For in your mind I always dwell I'm that thing you fear The darker self © 2003, Mosquitobyte
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