In world outside I am honored,
But in my heart am coward.
I am not afraid of ghost,
I do not fear of being fired from post.
I do not fear dark.
But I fear of fear.
I detest darkness,
I fear that one day ill peep
Into a crater that will be too deep.
Ill be pushed in for the sins I have done,
And remain there till I die.
Oracular cruel death.
Still ill remain in dark,
While sun goes bright and light.
Ill die for light, as dark has this mark,
“Evil will come as good men die here”
