O Night, you are my hero. Every hour the darkness encroaches on you, every hour you plunge deeper and deeper; no end in sight, no light to be found - that old sun, that glory, forgotten in the long stretches: of infinity, of time crawling, yet you persevere, cling to life and wait resolutely for day. O Night, You are my hero. You birth that glorious morning every single time.
Night, My Hero