Illuminate The Dark

I'll cry for you,
Little angel.
I'll die for you,
Little devil.
I need someone here to light the way.

I'm only the sign of a disaster to come.
How am I to live such a life?
Such a reputation?

Light,
Illumate the darkest path.
I can't see the dangerous routes.

Dark,
Hide those that lead no place,
And follow the light as it leads the way.

The light and the dark--they act as one,
For The Butterflies' Passing has come.
The ying-yang theory is to be put in play,
But only for this wretched day.
Listen closely,
All you children,
For there is a lesson to be learned.

Sometimes,
The Dark and the Light cooperate,
To show the way into the day.
So trust yourself,
Even when I come.

Even when A Butterflies' Passing appears,
Switch their powers and make your way out.
This butterfly isn't ready for fear.