Know this, my child
Know this, my childKnow this, my childEven in the darkest of nights—even
Even in the darkest of nights—evenEven in the darkest of nights—evenIn the midst of our most insufferable
In the midst of our most insufferableIn the midst of our most insufferablePain,
Pain,Pain,If we survive these gruelling tests, the bright rays of a
If we survive these gruelling tests, the bright rays of aIf we survive these gruelling tests, the bright rays of aNew sun will always rise the
New sun will always rise theNew sun will always rise theFollowing morn.
Following morn.Following morn.-FROM THE BOOK OF ST. KRISPIN-
-FROM THE BOOK OF ST. KRISPIN-Behind me, columns of ugly white-grey smoke lifted into the morning sky. Terrible reminders for all of us as to what recently took place. T
