In
the dark a Secret hides
In a Place Light can not find
Waiting
for the Light to fade
Is the Secret that may lay
Waste to all
the Light has made
But still concealed behind locked Doors
There
is a life that could restore
The balance to the Ending World
Thos
spook a whisper from across the sea, the voice of no not born to
die,
a voice forgotten by the Light, which should not have been.