if you are encompassed by darkness i will tell you about the sun you are here, no escape from the actions you have done you will cry all alone but it does not mean a thing to me knowing the song i will sing you wade in a pool of despair come to me, i will repeat my tune it's tragic to watch a thing so fair screaming and shedding crimson tears my words do not mean a thing to you i hope you see the sun someday, after the darkness but you can never see the sun ever in the darkness it does not much matter to me