Dawn and the Darkest Hour

All men of great longing
Hide among men of great disgust
That's how we all start out
And that is how we tame the lust

Oh, my friend, how can I tell you
How well you chose your end?

In beggar's cage, in hermit's cave you hide
In the wild hunter's dream you chose to die
In what little folly was left of me
Oh, let us not tire, let us not pretend
For when it comes as a friend or as a fire
Death is not the end

Oh, my friend, how can I tell you
How well you chose your end?

Oh, we know that if you fall
And if we don't stand up and fight
Everything that is right and beautiful
Is going to be taken away by men led astray

Oh, my friend, how can I tell you
How well you chose your end?