Speak to me

What the exile provides

Seek to be

What the eyesight divides

As the morning comes

To fight the darkest night

Willfully blind

As the morning comes

A ray of light betides

Conceal the need

Through the wild times of spite

Oversee

Through the noise undefined in your mind

As the morning comes

To fight the darkest night

Wilfully blind

As the morning comes

A ray of light betides

And forever it brings me to life...