Darkness strikes and hearts grow cold
Lost in time are dreams untold
Hearts get hard, convictions die
Why must we believe the lie?
Once so filled with life and love
Once as peaceful as a dove
With a soaring faith with in
Tell me when the light grew dim
Self has stolen many lives
Where judging reigns, compassion dies
Blinded by self righteousness
And greed and pride, Can we arise?
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