The Feared One Crimson flames sparkle in his eyes as the sound of fire crackles beneath him He illuminates in all of men But he himself is made of ice cold and bitter as winters peek hiding in the shadows of our dismay He is the skeletons in our closets the dark side of our souls he is the cause of our rage he is the little voice which leads us into temptation We spend our lives running away from him but he always seems to find us We fear him yet we mock him we never call for him yet we ask for his deeds He s confussed us and tricked us he s played us in his game Now is the time to become children now is that time to stop the fear And like a child would do to rid the monsters beneath his bed cease the darkness cease all fright capture the the unknown and turn on the light Black Widow Dark 1995