Speak to me
What the exile provides
Seek to be
What the eyesight divides

As the morning comes
To fight the darkest night
Wilfully blind
As the morning comes
A ray of light betides

Conceal the need
Through the wild times of spite
Oversee
Through the noise undefined in your mind

As the morning comes
To fight the darkest night
Wilfully blind
As the morning comes
A ray of light betides

And forever it brings me to life...