Crank

Dread

Amidst the shadows of night's gloom
Rests a fear that lingers and broods
Of the unknown that haunts and looms

A victim stuck in their own tomb
Trapped in depths of doubtful moods
Amidst the shadows of night's gloom

The heart pounds, with a quickened boom
The senses dulled by panic's rude
Of the unknown that haunts and looms

Desperate for a glimmer of room
A sense of hope to fight what's crude
Amidst the shadows of night's gloom

There's no escape. Impending doom
Fleeing blindly to the void, pursued
Of the unknown that haunts and looms

A crippling fear that leaves no room
Except for fearful solitude
Amidst the shadows of night's gloom
Of the unknown that haunts and looms