Darkest Hour
On the hills of fire,
The darkest hour,
I was dreaming of my true love's power.
Who will bring a light to stoke the fire?
Fear not….
You are still breathing….
Hear the cry for new life,
The morning's flame.
You were the brightest light
That burned too soon in vain.
Who will bring you back
From where there's no return?
Fear not….
You are just dreaming….
Lives are lost,
But the battle was won.
The sun's golden fire
Killed the shadows away.
Who will bring the rain
To where there never was?
Fear not….
You are still free….
The cold northern wind
Will sweep the silent fields,
Carrying whispers of the voices
That once graced this world.
Who will avenge the blood
That flowed in rivers last night?
Fear not….
You were just drowning….
The enemy turns to strike
As the moon rises in laggard pace
The doves call
Their last today.
Fear not….
You are still here….
They do not fight the swords and the spears
That lash at them from all around.
The foe will kill again
As they have done to me.
Fear not….
You have just awoken….
The nightmares flee
As you open your eyes.
The screams of pain that crawl through your window
Send shivers down your spine.
Fear not….
You are still alive….
The dream is reality
You say to yourself
As you sling the mail over your back
And take your sword in hand.
Fear not….
They will protect you no more….