The Case

Facing the shadow once again
A meeting so new with the old
It lives on while I still contend

Building a case against eternity
A frantic filling of every gap
Draping my spirit in anarchy

It towers above my weak knees
Dominates my fears so easily
Can’t know if he hears my plea

I asked for a savior to step down
Shadow confined him to a throne
Promise of wearing the great crown

The answer was empty, quite bleak
I hear no horse riding in for me
There remains only shadow speak

I am pulled between...