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Darkest Night

Welcome not the dawn of light
Welcome now the dead of night
Shivers greet the eerie calm
Stillness feels completely wrong

Something lurks beyond what's seen
Something from a restless dream
The spirit here is out of tune
The evil deed is coming soon

On and on along dark path
Each step lighter than the last
Left alone by waning  moon
All around uncertain doom

What it is cannot be known
The evil face cannot be shown
Welcome now the still of night
Put away the unjust fright

Worry not for time that's stealing
This is the time of calm and healing
Upon my chest your head to lay
Tomorrow brings us what it may

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