Hope

In darkness you hear a message from me
Illusion becomes delusion for us to free
The feel of what is seen masqueraded in dreams
Is desire appointed to inhabit lost humanity
 
Pure and clean
We gleam
As worlds cross into corrupt...
Just us
To provide new  
Soothing sustinence
 
So when you ask
What is so humorous
We say
We are life masquerading as dust
 
Present in those who have lost all lust
We are the last of what dark tries to take from trust
Conjured up to challenge the shadows of this world
Join us
Believe in what dusk promised would burn.