In Dead Of Night

In Dead Of Night

By Parvulus Obscurum

In the snow i like to lie,

I cross my arms, I wait to die,

I watch the sky above my head,

I ask the clouds to take me dead,

And when I lie in bed awake,

I pray the loprd my soul to take,

But how many times am I ignored?

In life i'm hated, in death adored,

And so i say good night to you,

The ones who love me, so very few,

And as I drift into the night,

I pray the lord to end my fight,

to those who hate me, to those who don't,

I give to you, this poem i wrote,

I wish that you will see the light,

and think of me in dead of night...