Are your eyes open, do I want them to see? Are your eyes open, do I want them to see?

The dark of the storms... The dark of the storms...

The world is a dark place, Not for those who want to be pretty, But for those who want to be beaut... The world is a dark place, Not for those who want to be pretty, But for those ...

Dark still night... Dark still night...

That modest light in dark, Seemed like fragile hope of spark... That modest light in dark, Seemed like fragile hope of spark...

Ever marched through your darkest battle, With fists held up high.. Ever marched through your darkest battle, With fists held up high..