Into the night you will ride
the moon overhead your only guide
the wind whips at your face
the evil one at your heel
he leads you to a place
where no one needs to feel

Wearing the darkness as your cloak
no promise made,no promise broke
ah but such dreamed filled eyes they spoke

They tell of you dark knight and where you were led
on unanswered questions
no light was shed
only the ravages of a hunger left unfed

Then somewhere in the distance you hear a sound
echoes abound,they surge and pound
rivulets are forming from the fears
too soon,too soon you realize they are tears

It is still gaining ground
you can still hear the sound
too soon,too soon it is upon you
giving one a start
oh why must you try to outrun your heart