To those who believe the weak and the outcasts knows it. You thought your actions would have no rice, But energy does not vanish. It always returns. The shadows you unleashed demand balance, and they will claim it In the darkness you reach fear now you shall know it. No hand will harm you, but your mind will. When you sense the stair behind you, though no one is there When the room turns cold, though no windows open When you hear knocking on the phone, though the house is empty, when the lights flicker, that was a storm is near, The darkness is patient and had already knows your name. Share believe, inspire black sbe.