The Return to Quintessence

What if the light had never been
A light that blinds, a light that burns
What if the night had never been
A night that freezes, a night that fears

What if the mountains had never been
Mountains so high, mountains so old
What if the forests had never been
Forests so dark, forests so cold

What would it be...
To feel the quintessence
What would it be...
To live the true darkness...
The true beginning...