Dawn Will Come
In the darkest hour,
The Devil thinks he's won,
Having dealt a heavy blow
To Goodness, Truth, and Love.
But as he smiles in triumph,
At the chaos and the pain,
For just a moment, he forgets
That Dawn is on its way.
And when the Sun arrives at last,
To pierce the blackness with its rays,
All of his evil work will fall,
For Night can never conquer Day.
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