Would you borrow
Some of his sorrow?
Keep it warm
Until the morrow.
Do not fear
The lonely tear;
Stormy skies
Will once more clear.
Refuge you seek
-In auras mystique-
From tormenting thoughts,
From memories bleak.
No end to the night,
Unbearable plight.
The guilt, the regret,
Have swallowed the light.
Would you cower
'Gainst this power?
Or proudly stand,
As the Dark Tower?
[Originally written by the player of Crow (Derakoth)]
