Life is my power Fire is my flesh In every hour Essences clash Burn through the darkness Into the dream - Hear me and mark this, Truth will not seem Anything pure Nor anything dark - Truth will for sure Be nothing like stark - Over the ground And over the lake Truth coils around And then stings like a snake. There is a daylight When things are true And there is twilight When all you knew Vanishes, fades And then blends into one - Into the shades And away from the sun: Into oblivion Into the void Into obsidian Chasms. Thus destroyed, Truth yields to lies And then soars like a lark When people's eyes Are tired of the dark.
