They knew
Time grew foul
There, in the dark they thought of
Nothing
Without hope
Diseases' hold
Thought of nothing
Their daily hope
Formed of nothing
Thought escape impossible
They thought of nothing

In the dark they thought
Of nothing
With minds and hearts alive
We lay in dreams of hope
A world fettered in faith
Rinsed in shadows without tearing ice
No thought of religion or saviour here

They thought of nothing
In the dark they thought
Of nothing
Dreams come through now
To the ones who make sail
What have we done?
They throw up curses
To the lack of light
Lack of light

In the dark they thought
Day might come
To ease
Their souls
Nothing!
Eyes are streamed with mould
They took all
Grand sum of nothing
No hope, no fear x3
Dagger's conceit x2

The ball of light x4

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