A day will come,
When all repentance is gone,
When evil will shine brighter than dawn,
When the night shall rule the sky,
Until there's nothing left,
Nothing left but a remorseful goodbye.

Yet upon the winds of sorrow and remorse,
There shall always lie just a hint of reprieve,
Just a glimmer of purity of the holy soul to receive.
For in the heart of hell,
He dwells into the gates of his keep,
The devil of incarnation knows no sleep.

But one day his end shall come to be,
For in the purity of the light shall he learn to see,
Blinded by the darkness no more,
Forever longing for just a hint of release,
A resting place in the shadows no more,
Shall become his inner peace.

Why would the dark one ever want the light?
The only true joy he's known is within the night.
To those afraid of what they'll find,
In the ever expanding void,
Is where the evil host spends most of his time.

You children of light...
You speak of inner peace,
'Finding' the light for eternal release.
Look upon me...
There are none so blind,
As those who cannot see the glory of death,
And all that it has brought to me.

In the recesses of shadows hides his inner desire,
To return home to the purity of the light from once he fell,
Empty and hollows lies his soul,
As it dwells in the very pits of hell.
A blind man walks deep into the abyss of the night,
Seeing the truth of the beast's inner light.

A child of innocence lies waiting for his sacrifice to be held,
For in the embrace of death's keep,
Will he exorcise the darkness,
The inner beast to be eternally expelled.
Longing shall his breath behold,
The evil incarnation of his nightmares no longer to be told.

No pit of Hell
No hollow soul to sell.
No pity or grief,
No sacrifice left in disbelief.

If there were a light so bright,
So as to cast out the night,
Should it shine from within?
Or from the Heavens,
Where darkness truly begins.

It seems the light has the need,
For those who are lost in limbo to believe,
That in pure light is the truth,
When only in Hell’s fire can one find proof.

Even in the very depths of hell,
In the darkest recesses of one's inner shell,
Can one find just a faint glimmer of light,
Purity of heaven's love of the night.

For even the beast of the darkness knows,
The love of God's embrace always shows,
That the real truth can be found within,
For even in the our darkest hour,
When all the world lies broken,
The inner peace of salvation,
Shall be found in the soul of one.

A soul so pure and true,
That not even the darkness knew,
The almighty power that shall come,
Eternal salvation of the demon soul of the night.
A burning face of fire of God's chosen sight,
And in that final moment,
The heart of the darkness became the light.