In life all must choose,
The path of their lives,
To walk upon the light,
Or walk upon the dark.
Most chose the light,
But no, I took the dark,
I haven't merely walked,
I championed the dark.
I enjoyed every moment,
Far away from the light,
Enjoyed all the pleasures,
Of a corrupted man's mind.
But something has stirred,
I felt it before but ignored,
But now it is too powerful,
It stirs so strong for you.
It doesn't please you,
This path I tread upon,
It doesn't please you,
The sins I committed.
You need not tell me,
I know what I must do,
The dark shall be tread,
Never again by my feet.
I shall fight the shadows,
I shall resist the demons,
I shall find my true path,
To the light, to your arms.
I pray that once I've won the war,
Once I've set my feet upon light,
You know how much I love you,
And pray you love me as well.
I pray to all the gods,
For strength to win,
That your heart stirs,
As mine does for you.
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