Cain

And yet we strike back at the highest tier,
With steadied resolve struck like a spear.
The darkness gets banished by our inner light.
As long as the epiphany remains true, we will fight.

See how our power soars and watch it fly.
While we dream sweet dreams of Lucy in the sky.
We shed our black drapes of despair.
And don the white vestments of repair.

As the entanglements of our misery unravel.
We sort out the disorganization of this drabble.
The beam flashes, the enemies flee in terror.
As we work to fix our sad, once-fatal error.

Low are their resources and high are the takes.
We won't mess up, we won't make mistakes.
We're not alone, there is more to this.
We're together, something is amiss.

We will rise up and take back what is ours.
Before my bridge burns, before my love sours.
Allow the lesser people turn their backs and leave.
But I won't go until you find absolute reprieve.

This is the age where there are no more lies.
This is the age that the lows become pleasant highs.
I'll make it out of this with your hand in mine.
Neither of us will fall back and be left behind.