Out of the darkness comes the fear of what's to come
Out of the darkness comes the dread of what's undone
Out of the darkness comes the hope that we can run
And out of the darkness comes the knowledge of the sun.
Out of the darkness comes the fear of the unknown,
Out of the darkness comes the dread of bleaching bone
Out of the darkness comes the hope we're not alone,
And out of the darkness grows the seeds that we have sown.
Out of the darkness comes the fear, revenge and hate
Out of the darkness comes the dread of indifferent fate.
Out of the darkness comes the hope we're not too late
And out of the darkness come the songs that we create.
Darkness is the place of life, darkness is the womb,
Darkness is the place of death, darkness is the tomb.
Death belongs to life, half af day is night,
The end won't come in darkness
But a blinding flash of light.
Out of the darkness comes the dread of what's undone
Out of the darkness comes the hope that we can run
And out of the darkness comes the knowledge of the sun.
Out of the darkness comes the fear of the unknown,
Out of the darkness comes the dread of bleaching bone
Out of the darkness comes the hope we're not alone,
And out of the darkness grows the seeds that we have sown.
Out of the darkness comes the fear, revenge and hate
Out of the darkness comes the dread of indifferent fate.
Out of the darkness comes the hope we're not too late
And out of the darkness come the songs that we create.
Darkness is the place of life, darkness is the womb,
Darkness is the place of death, darkness is the tomb.
Death belongs to life, half af day is night,
The end won't come in darkness
But a blinding flash of light.
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