Evil lurks in the brumous night,
causing great pain and endless fright.
Enkindled tongues spew hateful lies,
content to hear their victim's cries.
No soul is free from hell's attack,
each one a prey, it is a fact.
Running won't do a bit of good,
I press this truth be understood.
Though beauty shines, it's light is dull,
and wickedness reveals death's skull.
Man's deepest sin the cause of pain,
choosing to enter Baal's domain.
Upon the mind the liar feeds,
it's where he births his dirty deeds.
Falling into the traps he sets,
will be the grounds for deep regrets.
From nightmares one may spring awake,
but to their bones in fear they'll quake.
Until the Light is welcomed in,
among the dead they'll live in sin.
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Excellent! Wonderful rhyme and flow
