As time fades and solace wanes In shrieks beguiled clamoring profane To grasp the air that seres deranged From the darkest night unto blinding light Life does dwell as near estranged Panting for the spirit of day Festive sky, the spectacle remains Aghast with fright at the decline of might Haunted death in timed decay A future bereft, a charred world is stained The life of the blind shall no more crave The warmth of light deprived from the night