This tattered document
A mystery you can solve
Some burnt out filament

Flies still buzzing around the bulb

Country Darkness


He thought of traveling
Heard an approaching train

Drown out his desperate pulse
A song with no refrain


Country Darkness

She daydreams of forbidden sins

There must be something more
The prison she lives in
The one with the open door


The veil is covering
A glistening and cruel blade

Suffer little children
Repent, unfaithful maid


Country Darkness