Midnight Warrior: Mid-Knight War?

Midnight Warrior

I listen to the ticking that comes from the shadows

I stare at the red light puncturing the dark with its evil

I feel the soft hug that keeps me warm in the cold

I taste the peppermint mist that comes before a storm

I smell the breath of another being

Creeping closer with each moment

I fight the urge to move into the night

I stare at the glow until I can fight it no more

The Sandman has won probably forever and over again