A Quiet Sun

All seems desert, but not all is lost Hating is inviting but love is the conqueror You will bow or rise but never to stand still shall I bring about my true self in the midst of chaos Ô lost child, what wasn't taught that you didn't learn Lessons and decisions are the great equation to solve You did not invite the devil to save you but to redeem you I will not stand against the soldiers of light If you do not hand me the sword of your plight.