When the red skies turn dark
The day becomes a grim night
Black clouds having their walk
Fires burning down out all blight
In all your hearts I see fear
My sight conceals something
Soul once so kind and dear
Go in there, see everything
Out in the open we find hate
Your ears hearing a presence
Kind in life, twisted by fate
Will he ever reach the fence?
Feel the heat of the hidden limit
The wall holding the unknown
Wrath flowing where it sees fit
Inside, a feeling well grown.