Taken was the fire
Given was ice
Taken was the rose
Given were thorns
Taken was life
And given - nothing in return

Huddled forms in the darkness
Whisper hushed words of hope
Waiting and watching
They know a secrect
Soon their blackest desires will become reality
A revolution is near
Those of the light don't know it
Because they can't see the dark
But soon the shadows will take control
Killing, maiming, and defiling
The innocent.

Take the chance
It isn't to far down
The pain will end quickly
Just walk
Don't stop
Close your eyes and step over the edge
You know you want to