I surrendered to the darkness.
Him and I were never meant to cross roads,
The chances of us meeting was like finding a needle in a haystack.
Yet there we are, entwined in destiny's inexplicable design.
We hide away from the world
We sit in a secluded grove where time seems to stand still.
No one can know,
That I surrendered to the darkness.
That I, the preachers daughter,
Surrendered to the dar...
