same

[craven]

you go through the night
over wet, foggy streets
you reflect your life
you reflect the light
and darkness you will meet.

there is noone who cares
nobody's interested
even the night doesnt share
your grief and despair
and you never protested.

Maybe you kill tonight.
Maybe you die.
but if you rise to the light
or be infested inside
- you will feel the same as I.