I slept, and in my dream,
I saw a dark and eerie place where no light shined,
A place shadows lurked and whispered low,
And every step I took was met with woe.
But then I saw a glimmer in the dark,
A faint and distant spark, seemed like light,
And as I moved closer, it grew brighter,
A glimmer of hope in the deathly night.
And then I knew I'd make it through,
That I would wield the light and start anew,
For even in the darkest depths of hell,
There's always a way to break the spell.