The flow of light
Searching into the darkness
Casting shadows the flow takes
The whispering echo
Of the dark dwellers
Running quickly away
As the light bright up
The darkness disappears
Bearing souls of sinners
Nobody talks eyes close
Afraid to see what it will be
Sinners of long suffering
Here is the opportunity
A chance to make the right choice
In the light of paradise
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