Erebos

With the last sight of the daylight,
he comes knocking on your door,
he brings the darkness of the night,
but what is he really looking for?

He feeds from every lonely soul,
he drinks the pain from the tears,
bears the eye of the ever-watching owl,
between the cracks he smells the fears.

The earth starts trembling as he walks,
while you’re crawling to your bed,
he brings a cage made of oaks,
as you’re trapped neither alive nor dead.

All your inner demons start to scream,
mistakes echo on the corners of the room,
shattered pieces of a long-forgotten dream,
hollow voices composing melodies of doom.

You look for hope but it’s all gone,
you try to hold on by memories of bliss,
you need a hand but there is none,
slipping deeper into the Abyss.

Every time he comes he takes a toll,
harvesting your soul like a field to crop,
he will keep coming ’till he collects it all,
useless to pray, begging won’t make him stop.

With the first sight of the daylight,
he leaves you laying on the floor,
exhausted from this endless fight,
what are you really looking for?

16.12.2018

From wikipedia: In Greek mythology, Erebus /ˈɛrɪbəs, -əb-/,[1] also Erebos (Ancient Greek: Ἔρεβος, Érebos, “deep darkness, shadow”[2] or “covered”[3]), was often conceived as a primordial deity, representing the personification of darkness; for instance, Hesiod’s Theogony identifies him as one of the first five beings in existence, born of Chaos.[4]