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Lights on the horizon flicker with the last remains of our dear sun;
Songs of hope fade to the silence ness that has condemned this earth every night since first created
Beauty of the night unfolds its last time as the hourglass gives only seconds left
Grasping on to the edge not wanting to let go, yet a new light beckons, a more beautiful light
A light brighter than the sun, calling, growing, glistening against the black background
Two arms appear; they welcome, warmly spread
Oh, how hard it is not to let go from the ledge now, to walk over to those arms, to go to that beautiful light

A new song grows, as the old one dies
A song clearer than the last, a song only angels could sing
What new world lay beyond those arms, beyond that light?
Letting go of the ledge and walking towards the light, temptation has taken over
Never to look back to the world that bore much pain these last few days
Never to say goodbye to what was, or would be
Beyond this light is a new kingdom, much greater than any have witnessed
Beyond this light...home