For whom weeps the storm,
Her tears on our skin
The days of our years gone,
Our souls soaked in sin
These memories ache with the weight of tomorrow

Who fights?
Who flies?
Who falls?

One brings shadow, one brings light
Two-toned echoes tumbling through time
Threescore wasted, ten cast aside
Four-fold knowing, no end in sight
One brings shadow, one brings light
One dark future no one survives
On their shadows, away we fly

The road that we walk
Is lost in the flood
Here proud angels bathe in
Their wages of blood
At this, the world's end, do we cast off tomorrow

One brings shadow, one brings light
To this riddle all souls are tied
Brief our moments, brazen and bright
Forged in fury, tempered in ice
Hindmost devils, early to rise
Sing come twilight, sleep when they die
Heaven's banquet leavened with lies
Sating honor, envy, and pride
One brings shadow, one brings light
Run from the light

Authors of our fates
Orchestrate our fall from grace
Poorest players on the stage
Our defiance drives us straight to the edge
A reflection in the glass
Recollections of our past
Swift as darkness, cold as ash
Far beyond this dream of paradise lost

Home
Riding home
Dying hope
Hold onto hope... Ohhh...
Home
Riding home
Home, riding home
Hope, finding hope... Ohhh...

One brings shadow, one brings light
One more chapter we've yet to write
Want for nothing, nothing denied
Wand'ring ended, futures aligned
One brings shadow, one brings light
One brings shadow, one brings light
You are the light

We fall
We fall
We fall
We fall unto the end

One world's end

Our world's end

Our end

We won't end

I am shadow, I am the light

Like an unsung melody. The truth is waiting there for you to find it

Standing still as they charge,

We will hold our ground, not back down.

We will raise our swords, from the ground.

And we will fight the war to end,

All the suffering.

Never fearing heroes, foes 

or the daring and their cause.

To the gods we pray, never waive.

Time has come for us to take charge 

and fight the power.

There are no answers. Only truths. Become what you must. Become the warrior of darkness.

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Remember . . . that we once lived . . . . .

The ones who'd been gone for so very long, she could not remember their names. They spun her around on the old damp old stones, spun away all her sorrow and pain.

Villains, heroes - all a matter of perspective, they'd have you believe. One man's fond memory another's waking nightmare .  .   .

Weary wanderer ...

No fight left to fight

No life left to live

Ho, It comes

The end your end!

All that I fought protect. All that I did. I tried so hard. What was it for? Was it all for nothing?