Out of darkness into light

‘Tis a glorious fight

I wish to one day live it

For now though I only sit

And dream of a day

When someone will say

Of me, ‘a brave and noble soul

Was he, how tragic that he lost control

And now resides up in

The clouds with the seraphim’

One day that dream will become

A truth, I will depart, from-

My youth to a maturity

That for now continues to flee from me