Blackness descends all around me
Clothing me in the shadows of darkness
How dark can it get?
Darker than dark
I am hidden from the world
Hidden within the prison of a dark pearl
They keep me safe, but blind, concealed alone
Clasped within the hands of the damned
I am at their mercy
For at any time, the pearl can drop and break
As can my soul
When shall I at last wake?
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