• In dawns early awakening,
    I glance down at a subtle rain pond
    in the new mornings light,
    i gazed down with newfound fond

    But what was that, that girl in the puddle
    a mere reflection of the alive?
    no, no, can that be
    only water, only meant to thrive?

    That stare... What does it mean?
    Does this forebode something amiss?
    Those eyes, that evil glint
    Giving death a blackened kiss

    That smile, what was that?...
    D-did I see dark desires?
    Merciless kills and greed driven-dreams,
    whats that a demon spirit that fired?...

    That expression, one satan smiles apon
    tells stories fit for a nightmare,
    that showed a world of darkness,
    not even a single life spared...

    What was that emotion i felt inside?
    Was that dark joy, was my heart turning black?
    What was happening,
    Why didnt i have the urge to turn back?

    Angrilly, i kicked the puddle,
    spraying the shimmering droplets of pain.
    Those wonderful droplets, that beautiful dream...
    Was I right, or had that effort been in vain?

    Its twilight now, the puddle destroyed,
    im walking home in the rain.
    I had glanced down,
    and i had seen nothing but goading pain