Cowards are the shadows; silent, so still.
They say Incubus sings in a shadows shrill.
Shameless in sun, surreptitious by night;
sly and selfish, they soil the sight.
Cowards are the shadows; hidden behind.
Spilling with lies and a hoax of the mind.
Clandestine spirits of heartless decay;
their aegis the dark, where the hunter canโt prey.
Cowards are the shadows; evil, abide.
Ill tricks they deploy with no soul inside.
Broken are hearts by the cunning of swine;
naked dishonor, to earth and to time.
Cowards are the shadows; but time is not theirs.
Their guile and their cunning will soon run scarce. โจWhen the sun is mid, thereโs no place to hide,
the shadows will madden, weaken then die.
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