What Will Come of Life

One day the night’s shadow will creep upon the vast skies,

Luminate the wicked and release our souls from mourn

The storms of our nightmares will cleanse the hatred and pain within the pit of sorrows

And the sounds of the wretched will be no more

The plague of fear in which is lost within our unconscious will become obsolete,

And with it, the yearn to live a life of tranquility will be fulfilled

The sadness that dwells within our hearts and that torments our every day lives,

Will soon be forgotten and be replaced with bliss

And when the night fades to dawn, the demons that haunted our desires will find themselves devoured by the light of a new day