The beauty of the night
Across the undiscovered world
Thriving with distant life
A chilling breeze
That sweeps the floor to the feet
The small pinchers that strive to eat
Before they make it to the land
The clown of the place
That stings predators away
The horses that gallop through their home
Between the sun and the land
They grasp onto the plants that have grown through the floor
Everyone hides as the destroyer walks
Through the door
Teeth like fangs they bring upon death
The grim reaper of the world that has
Beauty in the depth
The deep parts dark and gloomy
Where all things below never see the light
Like a cage they stay below
Without a chance to see the sunlight