Dark this evening,  Desperation in the eyes of a man  Betrayed by the mirror  Engraved in his own glance,  Captured by the silent Sense,  Absolute control of life.    They unlit the moon  Beyond the clouds,  He knows he'll be taken in a while,  Steely walls bar his vain escape  From a world in which you pay  For what you feel.    I still remember  Different nights just before the end,  When I could relish  The warmth of light,  Subtle scents not obscured by hate  And crystal clear  Embracing waves of gold.