For what purpose is the struggle against the world?
Why fight, when at the end all may be hurled
Into darkness?

But is there yet hope, a banner to raise?
Can something survive to the end of all days?
A light in the window, a sword in a stone,
Heroes triumphant and evil o'erthrown?

Can't run from the darkness
Not while it's night,
For there will be ever
Shadows before the light.

	-Michael Dixon AKA Bacon Slicer