Sleepless nights of barrenness and isolation, leave. Your netherworld; it shines no more. Is it not you who fears what lies beneath now? Angry hours of despondency and wretchedness, cease. Your liaisons; they consort no more. Is it not they who lay down their arms now? Unwanted feelings of dereliction and bleakness, depart. Your dominion; it reigns no more. Is it not you who relinquishes control now? Empty years of darkness and despair, die. Your memories; they haunt no more. Is it not they who flee the new day uprising now?