The light:
A nightmare cast upon those who seek a cleansed life;
Was sung in song of purity,
By those who haven't seen beyond it's truth. 

A fool I was lost in the night,
Choosing poison as my solace, yearning for my previous
home.
In trial where no matter the evidence and the judge must
acquit,
is when the light is cast upon you.  
Vision is given and it is clear.
You are true.
And a life of acceptance is a hill placed in front of you