Erin Nightingale - Retreating Does Not Win a War

What is there to say? I cannot understand
The depths of your eternal night
I cannot guess the dread that smothers you
Can't grasp how you're kept from the light
Your soul is blind; I wish I could touch your eyes
And then you'd finally see
That the world is full of angels, gleaming bright
And people who love you, like me

Child of the chosen day
I will hold the dark at bay
I will throw my arms 'round you
Till the mercy has found you
The river that flows without end
A desolate spirit to mend

Once there was a girl of eighteen years
A soul of promise untold
She kept the darkness locked inside
Till it one day severed her soul
She made the choice that stalked her path daily
She doused her brilliant flame
And this girl, she was a friend of mine
I shall not utter her name

Child of the chosen day
Listen to the words I say
Don't you ever stop fighting
Though the demons are biting
For the devil is clever for sure
Retreating does not win a war

Hear the thunder, roaring
See the lightning glare
Know that hope never dies, just look up to the skies
There is one who'll know you anywhere
There's one who lived a perfect life
He felt all of your pain

In a sacred, twilit olive press
A man let the nighttime attack
Atlas' burden feather light
To the planets on his back
The powers of Hell he suffered for each of us
He knows the night you face
So push on through, for one day He
Will take you from this place

Child of the chosen day
He will take your pain away
You will see the dawn breaking
And this smile you are faking
Will at last be easy and true
You've done what you needed to do

Child of the chosen day
Do not throw your life away
You'll fly high for enduring
You're salvation ensuring
You'll reach that great, glorious day
You're a hero if only you stay

The devil is clever for sure
Retreating does not win a war

Written by:
Erin Nightingale

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