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Light of day, fading away

Still they struggle & fight

So they can maintain their play

Fighting to keep the power of day

Suffering now from their revels

Lying in torment, themselves destroyed

Watching the others take their glory

The others to which it truly belongs

Chorus:

The power that calls them

Calls for its need

The darkness is soothing

& Complete in itself

The glory they stole in their need

Can never belong to such as them

Loaned out temporarily at most

But used only to mock what they are

Feeling lost they gaze around

Wondering at folly allowed

In their weakness & desire

To consume & corrupt them

To opened eyes, all is clear

Power perceived was no more

Than a veil of beauty drawn

Across disease & undying filth

Knowing they never belong

Blazing power they desire

Knowing the truth of their dreams

To beg for forgiveness they need

The darkness that called them

That gave them their birth

Awaits their return w/

Arms of forgiveness open to all

The darkness is soothing, an old friend still true

Shameful but happy they return to their home

The beauty of childhood destroyed to the full

The wisdom obtained allowing true happiness