In the midst
Of vast darkness
And the shadows which lure,
We must provide our own light.

Brutal
Forceful
Unforgiving
It does not work with us,
But only against

Through this,
We must provide our own light.

Warmth for the cold
Joy for the sad
Triumph for the failure

One which does not waver
Nor falter
But only flickers during the night.

The void is filled

Meaningless turns into
Meaningful