"This great evil-where's it come from?
How'd it steal into the world?
What seed, what root did it grow from?
Who's doing this?
Who's killing us?
Robbing us of life and light.
Mocking us with the sight of what we might've known.
Does our ruin benefit the earth?
Does it help the grass to grow, the sun to shine?
Is this darkness in you too?
Have you passed through this night?"
"Because in the end, when you lose somebody, every candle, every prayer, is not going to make up for the fact that the only thing that you have left is a hole in your life where that somebody that you cared about used to be.."