darkling he waits, he waits
by the stairs,
to her house
but he won't go in there
in drowsy woodland where there is no light
and a pale moon waning over darkling sights
the day was still, was dim
like the sun had set
but white blankets helped him to forget
the bags in the bathroom, the lies that were said
but he'll never forget the black on the bed
and there's no light
there's no light
darkling night
there is no light
time to pray, to pray
absolve his sins
absolve his fever, lord rescue him
from ancient ruins that darkling bring
here in the woodland where the darkling birds sing
there is no light
there is no light
darkling night
there is no light
