In the darkest night
When stars hide behind a cloud
The moon closes his eyes so he won't see the sight
There's a knock on the door

In the coldest room
When the mice all shriek together
A child is awaken from a nightmare by the call of doom
There's no hand to caress him

Behind the blackest door
When the innocents are imprisoned
The brave ones advance but don't know what to look for
There's a hidden sword that waits

And who will win the battle?
And what shall become of the war?
There's a storm before us
Watch as they all fall

In the brightest day
When the butterflies like to dance
A child in the field calls for his fellows to come and play
There's a new myth to overcome