From Darkness comes Daylight.  Thin yet strong.
Daylight delights us.  Lasts not long.
Brightness in bliss.  Dance to the Song
The word is home.  We all belong.
Before we blink, all is gone.
Daylight to Dusk, and Dusk into Dawn.

How hard the heart hurts when we find all along,
All we saw in Daylight is unnatural. . . wrong.
We cannot survive on rainbows of neon,
And dreams are forsaken, better begone.
Over Daylight fades Dusk and the darkness there on
Swallows the soul whole, digests what is best, whereupon
We are slaves to Dusk, respawned no more than pawns
To a darkness.  Toying and tinkering, blood laughs and yawns.
Yet some sing, raise wings, fly above the throng.
Ascend to heights where we all belong.
The ground which Rapture stands upon.
Daylight to Dusk, and Dusk into Dawn.

The light, though not bright, shines right upon
The land where ear is clear and the eye rest on
Great gears to raise peers to the lawn where on
Purity stands with man and woman strong.
No worry, no fear, though darkness drags on.
Daylight to Dusk, and Dusk into Dawn.