I want to go to the light,
but all I see is the dark.

I do not wish to fight,
for my own heart.

I walk along these cobbles,
questions clouding my head.

Will my faith soon wobble,
and my heart turn to lead?

I can't see the light,
but I feel the darkness.

I will not fight,
this cruel mistress.

I walk for an eternity,
before I get an answer.

The answer is bittersweet,
from the crab of cancer.

I stared up at the sky,
and felt my heart.

I am the guy,
who will leave the dark.

I run down the road.
A fight brewing in my heart.

I hear the ribbits of a toad,
as the light overtakes the dark.

My vision sees white,
as far as I can see.

I have been shown the light,
and what I can be.