As morning comes to grant us fog
I wake before the falling gray
My room deprived of light and sound
Yet still I bask within the dark
Something ends where life was not
And something is where fate departs
Yet what can end where life is not?
And what can be where nothing basks?
The same goes for morning fog
It can be where nothing is
It fails to be where something is
So what can be and fail to be?
This is neither fog nor dawn
Fall within your cursed heart
Find what is and what is not
At the end, you’ll find yourself
Will you be or fail to be?
Do you love or fail to feel?
Are you good or fail to hurt?
I’ve grown a greed to know all things
I am nothing, yet something true
I am something, yet nothing true
I am a star concealed by its light
I am the moon basking in the night
Yet this time, I bring light and darkness