In the dead of night.

When the night falls

The world hushes, clarity hits, equanimity caresses

Beasts tamed, mind mellows

Only left with the whispers and grace of the nymphs

We rule the town, we rule the night

We are the kings of the night, there is no other

But we are just little blips in the dead of night

Till the dawn, slumber kicks, till next time.

Till next dusk, till, again.

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