
BEN BOSTICK
BY DARKNESS FORGED
Light, by darkness forged, cannot be dimmed nor be put out
Voice, from silence born, shall still the tempest with its sound
By dark and silent pain
I was raised, and I remain
I am the light by darkness forged
I can’t be dimmed nor be put out
Oh I, I am the night
I am the faith tempered in doubt
Oh I
Wealth, from trials mined, cannot but grow as it is used
Truth, wrenched from the void, even the liar cannot refuse
Death, my sole birthright
I have been wretched, yet I fight
I am the light by darkness forged
I can’t be dimmed nor be put out
Oh I, I am the night
I am the faith tempered in doubt
Throughout the coldest winter, the darkest hour, the blindness of the storm
Across the driest desert, the highest mountains, the valleys sure to come
This heavy heart won’t weigh me down, won’t bring me down, won’t break me down
For I know strength from suffering born
It will not cower, bow, or hide
I am the light by darkness forged
I can’t be dimmed nor be put out
Oh I, I am the night
I am the faith tempered in doubt
I was born with a heavy heart
Broke me down, brought me to my knees
Now I soar with my heavy heart
And I sing