The Solitude of the Night

Tristan Robert Lange

The lights flash with halogen fury
Dancing across the pitch-soaked sky,
The tapping sound of liquid tears
Searing through metal on a hot summer night.
The chorus rises as nature's crescendoing symphony,
Except this is no Ode to Joy.
The blackness of decay is impossible to escape,
Horrific reality is the solitude of the night.

  • Author: Tristan Robert Lange (Offline Offline)
  • Published: February 17th, 2017 00:18
  • Category: Unclassified
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