Dark and Light


Dark times are coming,
Brought on by the Light.
Dark times are here,
I'm losing all sight.

Sight of what is just,
Sight of why I fight,
Sight of any hope at all,
Sight of my own might.

I sit here in these shackles
And wait for death to come.
However, it never does.
Pain is in great sums.

Dark times are coming,
Brought on by the Light.
Dark times are here,
And I've lost all my sight.

I'm giving up this life.

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