In moments of despair, Break my friend. Let the fear overcome you. Let the sadness become you. Because only there In that dark pit of pain True happiness can emerge. Happiness so pure so glorious That will put a shadow over the sun And will fill with peace your tortured heart. Do not fear my friend. Dark times will come. And you, you will break. Break graciously my dearest For you will rise again. Shamed or proud Pure or poisoned. You will rise again. The path of life though is yours: You can keep crawling on the ground Or you can fly high above.