Like a beacon, all alone in the night,
like a lighthouse, shinning out across a cruel see,
Brining me hope and guidance, I cried to thee.
Chase away the demons, chase away the ghosts.
Through the cold, cold night, you lead me.
Into the arms of safety and away from harm.
Like a moth around a candle I return back to thee.
You are the light that stands between the night and the dancing shadow.
The difference between life and death.