| World of Darkness |
| By: Alicia J. Buckingham |
| Behind our clean world Is a world of darkness A world of pain and anger Of fear and agony. A world so dark The sun can't shine. In this world Criminals run free, Weapons are sold in the toy aisle, Cases are never closed, And children are reported Missing every other day. In this world The devils in charge He's created it So there's no other Quite like it. The flames of his breath Send children screaming And makes woman crawl home. The living are left terrified Of the dead's abilities In the world of darkness. |