A Hope For Home - Post Tenebras Lux

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Under a dim lit sky shadows marched like statues
Darkness was coursing throughout their veins, and light shone from their eyes
It was all they had, but it was not enough to light their way:
A silent march into awaiting graves
Turned my back against the night, toward the hope that there’s a place where
truth abides
For here we’re left to wonder why we douse the flame and there is nothing left
inside
We have become as the ravens. mighty in number and blotting out the sun
Here my will could never contend: is this not cold and bent?
Where does my volition fit in?
Too weak to wade amongst the dead, to tired to stand amongst the rest
So face the sky and tell me how you gauge living in vain?
Show me the crooked and bent, the shape of contempt
We’ve buried the flame
But i contend to dig it up again