How Harsh the Light

The twin suns now are setting, the desert lies in quiet peace

And I, in silent stillness standing, wait for the day to cease

And my star, too, is fading, my fire growing cold

My soul is worn and tired, my body growing old

Here memories do not haunt me, in stillness of the night

I no longer curse the darkness, but instead, how harsh the light.

How quickly I had risen, how slowly now I fade away

How long and twisted was the road that fate, before me lay

My thoughts now my companions, the wild beasts my friends

The faded strands of shifting sands and whispers of the winds.

The desert now my shelter from the burning suns, so bright

Like burning faces in the mind - oh, how harsh the light.

Nobility, cold comfort - and honor, at what price?

This exile I have chosen, just the smallest sacrifice

Forever I have served, and with sadness was repayed

Cast aside and wounded, forgotten and betrayed

And though still I serve the good, although I I serve the right,

When all around is darkness, at times how harsh the light.

So many I loved have fallen, yet now in peace they sleep

While I, alone remember, alone, my silent vigil keep

And the one most loved, now lost, and never to return

A stolen, twisted mockery of a good man who has turned

And still I curse the evil which has destined us to fight

The darkness hides her secrets, but oh, how harsh the light.

The Force I do not question, and Fate I do not blame

It was I who failed him, I who suffer in my shame

Yet now I watch another, a good man's legacy

A new hope to arise, to tear the darkness free

And soon the time is coming when I fade into the night

I accept the path I've chosen, but still, how harsh the light.