In the heart of night, where shadows dwell,
Lies the tale of sin, that many know well.
Whispers of guilt, in the silent dark,
A soul’s journey, igniting a spark.
Through valleys deep, and mountains high,
The echoes of sins, in the wind they sigh.
Burdens heavy, on shoulders bare,
Seeking redemption, in the midnight air.
A heart once pure, now stained with lies,
Seeking solace, beneath the skies.
Forgiveness whispers, in the gentle breeze,
A chance to mend, and find sweet ease.
The journey long, through night and day,
In search of light, to show the way.
For sin is but a shadow cast,
And redemption, the light that lasts.