Who will hold My torch in the middle of the night?
Who'll whisper My truth in the void of any right?
Run from the shadows, you must be strong
soon the night will break into a new blue dawn
Hush, little darling, you've run too long
soon the light is gonna sing its victory song
Herald the morning with its golden glow
Soon the summer will melt the winter's snow
Look for the sound of the trumpet's blow
leave the empty grave is far below
Fly on the wings of an eagle, like a dove
Hide in the lonesome wilderness, My Love
...leave the empty grave forever far below
...leave the shadows far below