A thick city, a thick night
Thick with concrete and people
Lights everywhere
Shining bright like day
And suddenly, the lights go
No shadows to be seen
In the darkness, there is the park
Thick with bushes
Abandoned
Forgotten
There in the darkness it stands
Now gloomy at last
Concrete overlooking it
But nothing touches
Nothing penetrates it
Though everything sees
A growl in the headphones
Some death metal on the go
Descent and Blackwaterpark
In the park
A shadow in the dark greens
Hoping no one sees
Hoping black forever
And death metal
Head banging and writhing from within
Stirring and shaking all around
Thorns tearing him apart
Nothing stopping
Those rugged brown shoes and khakis
That black tee is merging with everything
Shouting
‘I try to save thee
Instead I pillage to condemn thee’
Not knowing what he is saving from
Saving himself yet
No one hears him
He is the darkness now