Tiny orbs of light, fireflies, buzz around a tall oak
A silvery moon hangs in the sky
Tonight is the night
Stars dot the sky like glitter on a warm, blue carpet
Dogs bark, saying goodnight
Tonight.. it is tonight
Lights turn off throughout the people's houses
And the world is almost sleeping
In the world of night
The world in which we live
In all its beauty, it's cruelty
We ponder strange things, stranger they become
When you encounter the world of night
This world is a dystopia, disguised and sugarcoated
There is a burning hatred here, hatred and fear
People are cruel, with their hearts of stone
It's as if they feel nothing..
Or as if they are just unable to
It's a sad thing, really.
Never feeling love, sympathy, compassion, or joy.
Being absolutely emotionless
That's just how people are...
The world of night is a different place
This world is a utopia
