• See in the darkness,
    Were light is nothing more,
    Than a dream to dreamers,
    A though to thinkers,
    In the darkest of nights,
    When stars are flushed out,
    Where dreams can truthfully,
    Prosper and thrive,
    So strong you feel it in your viens,
    Travel like a snake in the night.
    As she falls asleep,
    And rest her head,
    You hear my story,
    The opinion of the knight in her sleep,
    The pillow under her head,
    The monster under her bed,
    A gift in its self,
    But a burden none the less,
    For she is blinded,
    To the fact that i am here,
    Her knight,
    In the light,
    Her knight,
    In the dark.
    See in the darkness,
    Were light is nothing more,
    Than a dream, to dreamers
    To lie next to her,
    To share her pillow,
    Night is gift ,
    But night is a curse.
    I am the dreamer that she dreams.