Doom

The lady of light shines her becon at night

Seen by the prince of the dark

He cannot resist the beauty he missed

She doesn't know he has a heart

He watches and cowers watching her shower

The earth with her trail of tears

He tries to touch what he longs for so much

He's held back by his doubt and fears

There's just no way the queen of the day

Could ever love the likes of me

She dances and dips, on moonlight she sips

He longs to, like her, be free

He wants to be close, to get just a dose

Of warmth from her splendid array

The stars leave a trail so again he will fail

When before her to know what to say

His anger grows but the time never slows

Soon it will again be too late

Seething, he knows when the day comes to close

Thru the night he will just have to wait

She spins and she twists, doesn't know he exists

Approaching the final hour

The Prince turns on earth so that he can give birth

To the excess of his power

The rage becomes fear that brings all children tears

As darkness floods into their room

His built up frustration is what drives each nation

Closer and closer to doom.