The Darkness 05-26-2011

The Darkness 05-26-2011

The Darkness burrowed deep inside

Slumbering intense in its dull hibernation

Thought it dead, but it's only resting

I cover the hole and fear the resurrection

Scared to see its face again

Of twisted black and ebony teeth

That gleam the light between spittles of madness

I wish it to stay buried underneath

I found the bright of ever giving

Cornucopia of peace and forgiving

Don't want to lose it again to the bleak

Forgo the thought of it waiting and seething

I go through the motions of the identity anew

While traipsing and teasing its solemn grave

I should know better, I have seen the movies

Where the villain rises into a zombie rave