The Dawning of The Sun

There it stands before me
The dawning of the sun
All these years of prayer
The time has finally come
My heart begins to pound
Pound as if drunk
Intoxicated by the truth
which non can debunk
Bestial figures then surround me
Trying to frighten, trying to scare
But all adds to none
For out their faces have been blotted
By the dawning of the sun!