It's just a figure in the shades
Barley seen by those who stare
It makes no sound a man can hear
It's only lurking in the dark
Just a few can feel it's presence
Only some children and the insane
But no one wants to speak about it
It's only lurking in their hearts
It's moving without walking
Like the breeze in an autumn night
But there is no destination for it
It's only lurking beyond space
Unchanged as years are passing by
Not sure if there was a beginning
Certain that there will be no end
It's only lurking beyond time
It's drifting through space and time
In a perpetual itinerancy to nowhere
It has just a spark of conscience
Enough to feel that it's cursed