Gnome

A little Gnome coming down the ladder Soft steps must not disturb little children The Gnome draws shadows over their beds Outside a light flickers Malevolently fades away For eternities he's been there In the night Ever watching ever guarding For not all shadows can hide us Not all lights are virtuous Snow falls on a frozen world Snow falls Our Gnome stands alone Hidden beneath a pine his dark eyes glow From the darkness of his heart pours a malice putrid sour and old Steadfast guardian His hatred infernal and cold All light flees before this Abomination The Fay threads through the snow The family sleeping soundly Unknowing of what's outside No one's safe until morning The light approaches another house This glimmer needs a soul A child to feast on in the night Once more our little Guardian Battles quietly on this night On the steps to the door He stands firm in the blaze Cuts and bruises mark His face An unseen war A terrible sight His stark black eyes swallows the light Snow falls on a quiet world Snow falls Our Gnome stands alone Hidden beneath a pine his dark eyes glow From the darkness of his heart pours a malice putrid sour and old Steadfast guardian His hatred infernal and cold The morning comes The sun nearly rise The little Gnome hide in his dark No one needs to know The elders just whisper Don't follow the light