• From the Darkness Morning breaks,
    And my heart beats once more,
    While in the Darkness my heart makes,
    A stuttering not I can ignore.


    The Morning light so pure and clean,
    Its shining light caressing me,
    But the Darkness is tempting me to ween,
    From the glorious love of the.


    Can I ignore such true love,
    When the darkness loves me too,
    Or should I shun the black dove,
    That tried to tempt me from you?


    My love for both is forever here,
    But my soul has ripped in two,
    For how can a heart's love compare,
    To the wonderous light and dark of you?