On a trip so rough and long.
Many started the race,
How many will finish the race?
Time is running out.
Across the raging seas, and the bitter storms.
I have fallen on my knees,
And still the anchor holds.
Even in the darkness of the night,
there was always a candle,
showing the way, showing the light.
In a timeless time,
I saw the truth, and I found the light.
And I must fight iniquities, without hesitation.
In times of darkness,
I look into the flickering light of an upheld candle,
And there I found my comfort, my shelter and my warmth.
You didn't thought me to fight,
So that I can lose,
You thought me to fight,
Because I can win.
I choose to stand,and I know that I'm a nobody,
Please keep me safe towards the end of time.
