The eternal battle.

*(Verse 1)* Darkness spreads its wings over the sleeping town, The wind whispers words that can never be spoken again. Evil walks our streets—it hides not in shadows, Teaching hearts to doubt, teaching souls to break. But deep in the chest of the last righteous one, A single ember glows—not yet flame, but promise. And while someone still believes, while someone still weeps, This light will not fade until dawn arrives. *(Chorus)* Goodness does not shout—it stands quiet at the doorstep, Evil laughs out loud, but it knows: the dawn is coming. Not in battles with swords, but in every breath and sigh, Victory is born—in truth, in love, in answer. *(Verse 2)* Evil builds its thrones on fear and gilded lies, Goodness—on smiles, on hands reached out in need. Evil rules the hours, but goodness owns all time— It lives in a mother's prayer, in every child's face. *(Chorus)* Goodness does not shout—it stands quiet at the doorstep, Evil laughs out loud, but it knows: the dawn is coming. Not in battles with swords, but in every breath and sigh, Victory is born—in truth, in love, in answer. *(Bridge)* And when shadows seem to close in all around you, Remember: even one candle pushes back the night. Don't wait for a miracle—*become* the miracle yourself. Just take a step… another… and one more— And you'll see: the dawn. *(Outro)* Darkness does not flee from the thunder of blades, But from those who held on, who believed, who lived. Goodness does not win once and for all— But in every moment you choose the light.