Here I stand,
alone in the night,
with the crest of light,
that shines so bright.
Against the darkest fears,
which draws so near,
to the deepest tunnels,
which begins to glare.
But now I sense,
the crest of light,
glowing a light pink,
heavenly light.
Defeating the darkness,
with a bright light,
of the glowing,
crest of light.
Now I carry it,
wherever I go,
with its shine,
which brightens,
the crest of light.