The light it shines so bright and clear and then it fades away
It leaves behind the dark and pain that is here to stay
And with it's passing it has sucked all the life out of me
The dark is so compete and full that I can't even see
Everything once so beautiful and sharp has grown fuzzy and dim
I cry out to God for help but I've heard nothing from Him
The light has passed away to everlasting night
And left naught but pain, and nothing feels right
Oh but how I shall mourn the passing of the light
And how I regret the the continuing of the fight
It's time to surrender, to give up all that's dear
Forever and a day has ended, that is what I fear
July 7th the day it ended and the 8th the extra day
I never thought it could end, that is all I have to say
Woe to us all at the passing of the light
Woe to us all at the coming of the night
For the night holds naught but darkness and pain
It coats the land like a deep dark ugly stain
The light has ended, it's gone once and for all
Now naught but the darkness to hold me in thrall
Woe to all the land at the passing of the light
For all of us shall morn the victory of night
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem