It's been so dark for so long.
It's been utterly stark dark.
What do I do now?
How long shall I wait?

There have been Fire somewhere.
It fed on hearts, consumed souls.
It lit up some splendid torches,
Painted bright honor and hope
Out of the blazing pure hearts

But, Fire that could
light up the dark,
It's way too hard
to make it start.

I can't burn down my own heart
I was never that courageous, or brave!
Am I destined to wait in the dark
Lifeless, hopeless, and stagnate?
Or Shall I sacrifice my own heart
To light up the utterly bleak dark?

What should I do now?
How long shall I wait?
What should I do now?
Will the blaze solve out this maze?