Does It Excite?

Day and night, I'm in this fight.
A burning light, put out by fright.
Is this right or is this blight?

I don't care, it's only fair.
Fire a flare, because tonight will be a scare.
Strife for air, in the devils chair.

Winters lonely bite, is the only thing that makes me feel alright.
In my sight, there is a wolf that's white.

Telling me to beware, the phantoms hollow stare.
Tightly it'll ensnare, the paradise that was once there.

I've taken the flight, but now I'm falling with concentrated might.
I'm the knight, with a funeral delight.
Does it excite, to hold your head upright?

Do you dare, to make a swear?
Limbs will tear, if you don't declare.
Forget the despair, or the mask of ignorance you will have to wear.