In forgotten realms we tread
Whispers echo, hope recedes
Lost visions in our heads
Amidst their silence
We must find our own voice
In their absence, we know
We must make a choice
With hearts unyielding, we will face
Not fear the night
Defying the gods, we will find our own light

Melancholic tales once told
(Dante's inferno deep and wide)
In this world, so cold and tired
(We seek where truths reside)
Faith, a double-edged and bloody sword
(Guiding, yet blinding the way)
In shadows, illusions stored
(Leading souls astray)
Leading souls astray

Oh, leading souls astray
Vile, relentless, banished, despised
Haunted, tormented, trapped here alive

Innocence is lost where they dare not tread
Amidst the battles, their voices left unsaid
In cowardice, true divinity takes flight
Ripping righteousness from our tongues
In the dead of the night
Night
Guilt-ridden, wretched, and cloaked in fear
Their shadows cast, their claim laid bare

In the Moon's glow
There we stand alone
In search of what we know
Are we really alone
Crying out
Your grace is sufficient
Made perfect in my weakness
Your grace is sufficient
Made perfect in my weakness
Your grace is sufficient
Made perfect in my weakness
Your grace is sufficient
Made perfect in my weakness
Your grace is sufficient
Made perfect in my weakness
Your grace is sufficient
Made perfect in my weakness
Your grace is sufficient
Made perfect in my weakness
Your grace is sufficient
Made perfect in my weakness
Your grace is sufficient
Made perfect in my weakness

In forgotten realms we tread
Whispers echo, hope recedes
Lost visions in our heads
Amidst their silence
We must find our own voice
In their absence, we know
We know, we must make a choice
With hearts unyielding, we will face
Not fear the night
Defying the gods, we will find our own light