"Do you ever wonder why the ocean roars? Why.. it's wild of course.. if the moon could speak, she'd shriek like a banshee. The wild creatures of night, the beasts that fight.. and why do we sing hymns to the creatures that lurk, could it have to do with the pain inside and why we hurt? We are wild beasts entertaining civility, with the uncanny ability and agility of wild things. But oh so soft works love in the heart, it places within us hope for the stars and art. Sweet poetry on the lips of many, it's no wonder the night seems so friendly.. it envelopes your broken heart and the dark doesn't seem to let it show those broken parts. We are wild beasts and freaks but civil, I don't know why I speak such drivel. I just like the dark a little.."
When darkness falls it settles peace over the land, but brings out the freaks that would beak your hand - eUë
