All the children... run away
All the children... go and play
When the night is risen high
Sleeping beds and moon is nigh
That's when I am here to stay.
All the children hide behind
My greatness deeply undermined
Bow down children, don't you see?
I am the higher, bow down for me.
This is how I am designed.
I am a creature of the dark
Prey to the wind or pray to the lark
I dwell in shadows, breath and cold
Forever younger, never old
Fear of the monsters, fear of the sharks
Fear of the creature, fear of me
Fear of the person you're dreading to be
Fear of the predator, fear for the prey
Fear for the choice that was made by the day
It's dark now, and you cannot see.
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