Your light is my path, it shows my steps
But I've been in darkness all my life
These thorns and fangs cling to my feet
From all the missteps that have taken me
Is this everything? The reach of my hand is so short
Is there no grace, that I am chosen to wander on my own?
You saved the world, but am I the grain
That fell through the cracks in your fingers?
Made apart from the whole
Imprisoned inside this breaking shell
Is this everything? The reach of my hand is so short
Is there no grace, that I am chosen to wander on my own?
I fell into the dark and I became it
It covered me, it grafted like skin
It wrenched the light, to bend it around my shape
So that no one could see, to pull me from its grip
My hands became twisted roots, while I I've knocked unceasingly
I could hear the footsteps, on the other side of the door
But the answer never came, I saw the glare then flicker out
So I'm left in this cold, where my light's withheld
The Green Lady calls to me, I take a step towards her
All is lost and all is vain, vapid
Will I leave shriveled, swallowed up in thirst? Refuse
Will my light be quenched, ever darkened in the ash?
Will Hope show itself before the end?

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