Light
You never thought you'd see
You did not mean to be
Alight
It lied to you
There is nothing it won't do
There is nothing it can't steal
From you
Hope
What ravages my throat
No prayer or antidote
Relieves
I am on my knees
I am fallible and weak
It worms its way into
My dreams
You might still make it
If you want to
Can you believe it
'Till it comes true
You're so small now
God can't hear you
But he'll know
You're still there
Do you
Call
You feel it drawing close
Now what will make you whole
Again
You lied to them
There is nothing left to win
No promise it can land
Transcend
You might still make it
If you ought to
I will believe it
'Till it comes true
You're so far no
Vice can reach you
But almost every life
Grows
Fiercely towards the light
And if there is a light
You will
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