Epic Poem Cover - Children of the Light

Whisper to the night.
Carry through the sky.
We are not afraid.
We were born to fly.
I hear them calling through the dark,
Gentle voices in my heart.
Like a fire, soft and bright,
Like a shadow turned to light.
Every breath
Becomes spark.
Every step ignites the dark.
I was falling, now I rise
With their echoes in my mind.
They sing my name through the rain,
Through the pain.
I run with lightning in my veins.
Light is dancing through the rain.
Children sing—