In the middle of the mellow sea,
All I can see
is the blue hue
Nothing new.
In middle of the shouting silence
Things are making sense
Realization about life's essence
Begins.
But, the night's black
Everything is lack
Lack of what we called "light"
Until, you held my hand,
Picked me up hand by hand,
Brought me to the world,
Where I began seeing the light.
Hope was born
Faith was born
Strength was revived,
Dear, my light, stay with me.
I will be the knight
And you will always be the light
Everything's just paired right.
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THE DARK kNIGHT: INTO THE NIGHT
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