A New Birth

Fearing the night will end.
There is a world,
where night is eternal.
There could be a world,
as mysterious as this.
In light,
our minds belong to us.
Darkness controls another power.
A power of paranoia,
of mystery,
of delusion.
This power runs wild,
upon our mind.
This is how philosophy is born.

~greyeyesgabriel 2001