• I know that it all ends one day,
    the stars will fall and fade away.
    The world will be consumed by darkness.
    But one will hope the last bit of light,
    will be the hardest to snuff out,
    and this one light shall make a vow:
    "If all is dark then my light shall not be hard to find."
    And keep this promise it did,
    for who those who searched for a way out,
    were guided by the one and only true light,
    your heart.