Child


Don't worry my child, stand firm and hold thy ground.
Incoming enemy eyes are staring into the crowd.
In the dark
In the dark
In the dark
Behold what evil does and the lies the light will show.
Stand up my child, and be firm.
Through those widened eyes.
You will see the inner evil, dwelling within their smiling faces.
With the insinuation of temptations.

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