As we face the rising sun,
And a new day just begun.
All our nightmares come undone,
And we can now live in peace.

But we realize we were blind,
Still the terrors we do find.
In the corners of our mind,
Creeping forward evermore.

As the shadows now grow long,
And the evil still grows strong.
We can hear a sainted song,
Carried on the gentle breeze.

With our courage growing deep,
We now enter sainted sleep.
Where the evil still does creep,
And the battle starts anew.