Darkness, I believe thee not Thy empty words shall avail thee naught A fire in this heart of mine To gaze again upon these walls of thine Desire to soar once more Upon these broken wings on which I have flown before
Tongues of flame shall paint the canvas red As once told, I shall part the rising sea Seeds from the blood that I shed
Feet sink deeper into grains of golden sand knee deep Every step I take is a drop in this sea of sleep In which I have swam and drowned
The wind whispers death as temptation drips from her song Tears run dry - Will I survive? Hear my cry - Will I arrive? Heading home forever more
All past grief is now gone The gift of life to me they bequest Mine is the sight in the blindness
