Dark, Sinister

In the forest darkness creeping
Hating all that is alive, breathing
The thing is hiding somewhere
Can you taste in the cold in the air

All light it eats
A hater of light, all good things
When there in the dark is something
Can you see this place darkening

Destroying everything in its path
A dark, sinister presence
In to this house seeping
Can you feel it creeping

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