I stand beneath a blackened sky
As the waning moonlight fades and dies
And I wonder if there will ever be
A day when it shall cease to be
Ghost of dawn, bring forth your light
Illuminate my way, regain my sight
For night brings memory, memories of loss
Guide me along these paths of dust
Ghost of night, take your leave
For in your presence, I must grieve
As light is to life, so is darkness to death
Restless is my slumber, dust is my bed
And there will come a time
When day and night unite
And all that was and is
Will be a memory