As the night sky shines,
the lurking secrets will finally rise,
that which have faded off one by one,
they slowly resurrect in the night.

When they rise, rise up once more,
they’ll shed upon the light
revealing their natural form,
shedding light upon the truth

When they combine,
the hidden secrets, the secrets will bow before me
amongst the shock and screams,
I know the very truth.

They attach themselves to me, they’ll never know,
the pain I hide, the wrath within,
Can I step into the light?

The misery will rush back, what’s the use?

To annihilate this life is far too perilous,
It’ll just conquer over,
Someday, as I lay in the beds of the Heavens,
I’ll rest in a content slumber,
without the feeling of distress, or grief

I can never forsake the truth,
that lives within,
For I may never find the truth,
Though I have been told so,
For this search will dance away,
with the stigma of the wind.