In the silence of the midnight sky,
Where shadows whisper and dreams lie,
An endless void that steals the light,
Embracing souls in its eternal night.
The moon hides behind a veil of sorrow,
Stars flicker, fearing the unknown morrow,
Darkness spreads its wings so wide,
Swallowing hope, where fears confide.
The whispers of the wind grow cold,
As tales of despair slowly unfold,
A chasm deep, devoid of grace,
Where time seems lost in its dark embrace.
Yet in this abyss, a silent plea,
For dawn to break and set us free,
From the grasp of the night so tight,
To welcome back the morning light.