Spill My Guts Out: My Way of A Parade.

Darkness combs the sky.
The sea a dark green.
Moonlight shining through my window.
Shadows walk the earth.
In times like these
Darkness'll reign.
The followers'll gather.
Their leaders'll be found.
They'll march along the earth.
Walking through the dark green sea.
Their shadows'll reflect in the water by the moon's pale light.
In times like these
Darkness'll reign.