I’m sitting outside,
Darkness all around me,
(Inside and out)
I’m hearing voices in my head
They’re telling me dark things, things that Darkness comes up with.
But, it’s not the darkness. It’s the blades in my hands.
They crave to be quenched of their thirst in this darkness.
And, Darkness wants to have some fun.
All of the darknesses want him to kill
To become the master of the blades
To become the best assassin ever,
Instilling fear when they hear his name,
For everyone fears the Darkness.

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