Some desire a dance with their demons
awakening the monsters that lie within
Embracing their deepest darkness
Drinking away the inhibitions
Silencing their consciences
Entering the darkest night
Without the searching of the soul
I’d rather sing a lullaby for my demons
To listen to monsters’ fears by candlelight
Hearing their stories and regrets
Learning what they were afraid to see
Tending the scars of the soul
Walking through the darkest valley
Into the morning beyond the mourning
Sign of the Rose 