While the world sleeps
I sing my song.
The flickering eye lids
frolic to the silent notes.
A successful insomniac.
I stand triumphant
unchallenged
and somewhat unfulfilled.
The foreseer. Unseen.
The common misconception
of the shadow man.
While the world sleeps
I sing my song.
The flickering eye lids
frolic to the silent notes.
A successful insomniac.
I stand triumphant
unchallenged
and somewhat unfulfilled.
The foreseer. Unseen.
The common misconception
of the shadow man.
