Time alone, time apart
From the one who makes me whole
Yearning for your arms
Yearning for your voice
23 days away from me
Leaving me in the darkness of my mind
Daemons crowd around in the ebony fog
Waiting watching for the fatal slip of confidence
Leaving me falling into their clawed grasp
Without my sword bearer by my side I can do nothing but bleed
Feeding the daemons
The light of friends and Allys draw them away for a time
But they only come back stronger unafraid of the touches they bear
I need the holy light you hold in your heart to drive them away for good
Come back to me, my Love
Come back to me in three days time or I fear I will fall deeper into the dark
Into the daemons grasp
