When nights of gloomy darkness dwell
And no one can tell
You might be finding him
Roaming in his private hell
With eyes of sorrow and faces dim
Roaming though their sea lies
Like a devil in disguise
Watching you from behind a shield
Sometimes dead silence, sometimes cries
With a burning pen and a soul sealed
One might never notice that
A poet always roams alone

When the darkest chamber rises in smoke
You see his skin without a single stroke
Sitting alone, out of human sight
So no one might desire his soul to poke
So no one desecrates his night
Grasp his heart forcing a choke
Spare him cries a faking knight
That only seconds ago awoke
Let no woman come into the light
A poet's heart's not made to soak

One might kid with some desire
One might question and inquire
Forfeiting righteousness of men
A poet always loves
Alone

Thunder screams for mercy out there
Raindrops of blood everywhere
It's only time for another end
So many yet who will not care
It's only the end of another life
Another heart somewhere
After love and torment nothing's left
A poet always dies alone