The pale moon shines, the stars are bright.
I take a walk,that fatefully night.
The fog it swirls its moonlit dress.
A weary stranger stops to rest.
His eyes are warm,so full of life.
He asks me were i am tonight?
So strange,i think as i reply
"My friend is sad,so i must die"
And as i left the strangers stare,i felt so cold
I felt so bare."Come step inside,and be my friend"
Is all i ask,this is the end...
