She sits in the dark.
She sits in the light.
Either is fine.
Either is right.
Forever my soul and mind she rule.
Her power is true.

For she is a healer.
With powers so bright.
Strength and might.
The darkness of my mind is cleared when I stare at her light.
I belong to her as true as it can be.
With her my mind is finally free.

She is precious.
She is freedom from pain.
She is my broken chains

She is what I wish I am for her.
For never before have I been this free.
I cannot believe that the dealer of hearts gave her to me

The pushing and pulling.
Ripping and tearing.
They shout, they grapple.
They never let go.
They pull you down and never let you up.
You try your best to never let go.
You know what is there in the depth.
Stepped in the darkness of your mind.
A shadow that speaks nothing but hurt.
From which you will suffer defeat.

You have met it before and it brings nothing but gore.
Once you let it fully consume all that was good.
When you woke, your world had been shook.
The screaming was no longer just in your head.
Neither was the hurt nor disspare.
You had taken what you could and now blood was at your foot.
Another bleed and wept.
Was it deserved?
Does it matter?
Now you know the shadow is a source of power and strength.
Do you grab it, use it, let it control you?
Or do you master it, become better?
The choice is yours.
No matter which direction you pick.
Forever you are changed.

Here we sit in deepest dark
Whilst the world get strewn with battle marks
We sit a watch waiting for our sign
Seeing nothing but blood and grime
Yet we have to bite our time

In the light we see them fight
Fight, for power, fight for might
Oh how we dream of the light
When they are dead a gone.
The above ours will be.
A we will be free.