Binding Darkness (Verse II)

With lights so blur when the animals rise,
And all these terms that will face demise,
Lit the world with a red paint; choices so unwise
And a wonderful agreement ain’t concise.

Meet a weary lover, who ain’t got trust;
And wearing clothes that are soaked in dust;
And a solid tremble is an everyday must;
And a machined kingdom that’s covered in rust.

A world without borders is thrown into the trash,
The modified victims ain’t gonna rehash;
Yet one has a pure heart, is worth no gold or cash;
A writer’s heart has to save it from the slash.

And the world has been binding all the darkness and blight,
Making wishes and hope for a sharing of the light;
And the might of the world could not be the one who’s right,
It is you, who salvaged my sight.