Ascent

These shadowed lands over which I reign
Were not always cloaked in the dark.
Before I lead the lost and the damned
Through these haunted wastes
There was warmth and light.

One source brought the only guide:
The brilliant moon hung low in the sky,
Always watching and providing
The last scraps of some distant star.
The last vestige of light.

Only now, after countless journeys,
Do I realize why a dawn never came
Why the star reflected by the moon
Never peaked the edges of this cold world
And showed the path to all.

I am that star.
Long have I been meant to rise
Yet denied myself that.
Content to lead the lost
By the silvery moonlight.

So I rise now to a new dawn.
The fires are lit and roar to life
And warmth returns and light engulfs.
My radiance shall not be withheld —
Harmonized with the glow of the moon.

So once more will my kingdom shine
Will all home come to reside feel warmth
And they shall know no fear
Standing alongside my ascent
For I am no monster of twisted darkness.

My ascent comes as a bulwark
For those who would stand for what is right
To share that light, and see it grow
To bring the flames to the world
To burn away doubt and warm the masses.

So dawn breaks once more
I climb to take my place
High in the sky for all to see
To claim that crown
That’s always waited.

Wary again however
That the star that burns
Twice as bright
Burns half as long.
I shall not descend this time.

Nor shall I let myself fall into shadow
Hidden behind the moon
It shall be my cosmic partner
Reflecting the radiance
I could never see myself.

So shall all that my light touches
Come to be Good again
Basked in warmth, and love
Fated for prosperity
A dream of twilight, never dark.