Drowning is misery, Of thoughtlessness decay The shadows engulf me Like a cunning predator And I am its prey, helpless and alone Without a prancing light to lead me away The sombre noises of the darkest night Play in my head and their music is madness I am their prey, confused and haunted Without the insight to keep them away The stars are trying To lure me to their light The fire's calling me To share its warmth The wolves are howling To keep me on my toes The owl is watching me now He sees my movement From within the trees He senses unease And stares a little closer He smells my flesh From which will be a feast Of night's unholy minions. Lying in peace, No more air do I breathe The rats pick and prod And scavenge from my bones I am their prey, a blissful winter feast And now I smile, the pain has gone away.