Night Beings

I am darkness ,
I am night,
I am all,
I am fright.

Upon the last of late hour,
i wait upon the fate of our kind.

Crawling among trees, dwindling in the deep seas,
a part of all and none we are creatures of beyond.

Dance in the flickering lights, reminiscent beings of ancient time.
Those eyes, yellow to most of our own; black, blue, brown rest are shown.

Inside the unreachable distance of the grove we hide,
only the willing sees us change side, subside and flicker, outside the sight

In dreams we speak; Long unspoken speech to teach.
For those with eyes of brown in belief, goes black in true heresy.
Now Nightmongers of life, listen to words to repeat.
These among beings undefined just see, our yellow eyes, or shape to be.

I am those,
I am wonder,
I strike in the darkness,
I am not alone,

For as you read you see, we hunger, we must eat;
we must take in the soul of those already starved in blue waters

It is the tears we take before the deathbed and in the head - still we hunger for more

Eyes of blue because sea has been them true
We take it all and make it grey,
we take it so they are with the skies and fade.
For each blind man come,
our hunger is satisfied.