Come forth from darkness, though I promise you no 
light. 
The sun beats down reflections of the despondence in 
our eyes.
To lie in malaise is to submit to the grave,
And we will not rest in peace.
The infinite awaits.
Extend, outreach...
Our days are as bleak as we permit.
Reach beyond the sun,
Where hopelessness has yet to spread.
Reach beyond...
No mortal soul will soar the expanse of the mind
(While) descending deeper into the abyss of the heart.
Set against twice its weight in sorrow, it does not 
rise.
Bereaved of dawn, Imprisoned by midnight breeding 
inside,
Brief lives wither away under a darkened sky of their 
own creation.
With just one spark, I could rekindle the sun with my 
very hands. 
Our days are as bleak as we permit.
Reach beyond the sun,
Where hopelessness has yet to spread.
Reach beyond the sun.
Extend.
Outreach.
Reignite.