Words: Aryana, Music: This is a filk on Cynthia Mc Quillin's "Sometimes after dark"
Sometimes in the night I hear a screaming in my mind
and sometimes in the night I wonder why you were so blind,
I long to run
but there's no freedom from the things that you have done.
Many years ago you dreamt a dream of endless might,
you never knew the pain that this shadow war could bring.
Now the dream is gone and nightmares fill your mind
But there's no help, you have reached a point of no return.
Sometimes in the night there's Morden's question once again
and sometimes in the night I wonder when it all began,
I long to run
but there's no freedom from the thing that holds your mind.
Did you want all that? Was really that you dream?
This throne, the pow'r and glory - and all the dead that I hear scream?
Glory now is gone and shadows fill the halls
and where I look around, there is no hiding place at all.
Sometimes in the night I feel the tears burn in my eyes
and sometimes in the night I awake with my own cries,
I long to run,
but there's no freedom from the things I have not done.
Another Babylon 5 Filk. One of Vir′s really dark moments...