A flame in the dark.
A lantern in the wind.
A lighthouse on the shore.
A beacon in the void.


But it’s not for me.
It’s for you.


Leave the dark behind.
Transcend the shadow’s bind.
Turn from the void’s gaze.
Escape from the shroud and the haze.


A lantern in the wind.
A lighthouse on the shore.
A beacon in the void.


It comes for me,
But it’ll take you.


Uncertainty is certain.
Confusion becomes decisive.
You became lost so that you might be found.
You return to this empty ground.


A lighthouse on the shore.
A beacon in the void.


You’re bathed in the light now.
I’m nowhere to be found.


The grave is empty.
I promised I would never leave,
But when the light comes,
The shadow goes.


A beacon in the void.


With an endless sea of light,
The darkness grows inside you.


March forward.
You must forget me,
Or else you might
Just become me.


A Void in the light.


The light is empty.
Purpose becomes loss.
What you lost you understand,
And now you’re marked by my brand.


But it’s not for you,
It’s for me.


A Void in the light.
A blanket of night.


You burn the light.
You spread its ash.
You cry for the night.
You kick and thrash.


It came for you,
But it took me.


A Void in the light.
A blanket of night.
A shape on the moore.


You escaped the dark.
You fled the light.
You stand at the edge,
And block out the sun.


You bathe in the twilight,
And at last I am found.


A Void in the light.
A blanket of night.
A shape on the moore.
A shadow at your door.