So as the shadows chase me,
the dark cloud looms overhead,
attempting to block my rays of light.
Yes at times I need the shade,
the dark shadows cover my soul,
a losing fight they do endeavor.
Their grip so powerful in hold,
my power much stronger,
they may come,
and they may go,
but nothing rules here,
but me so dear.

Casting darkness of soul,
gloom surely so cold.
Caught in an ice storm,
freezing my heart.
My heart does stop,
For awhile I die.
As my eyelids lay dead,
I rest my body and soul,
laying in the possum game.

Are you kidding me,
I can never die,
always got a plan in my eye.
Outsmart the darkness that looms,
the shadow gives up and zooms,
chasing weaker souls,
forget strong tricky ones like me,
oh I play the shadow game,
they hate my name,
no permenant home here,
no gripping strangling fear.

Path of the sun,
my heart and soul knows
the true power.
Those shadows only exist
for my joy of play,
so poof,
they fly away.

B-strong

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