When darkness seems to be tale of the day and the night a master of doubt and sorrow.
May we be the light.
When the brave have fallen and the battle seems lost.
May we be the courage for the weak as they bear the torch in the fight.
When ground has swallowed heroes
and the masts too fleeble to stand.
May we be stars, for the lost to find their way home in the night.
When all seems lost, be it in fear or despair,
May we be beacons, signals and brails of hope to those without sight.