Nyctophilia

I look to the darkness of the night for answers
Only the light of the moon to reply
The summer's night breeze
Shakes the branches of the trees
To tell me the world is mine

My love for the night reflects
With which my past knows
My cold hardend heart of stone
And my black hole soul best

So the night is my only friend
I have no place in the light of day
My friend, lover, companion
The darkness of the night shall stay