Alone or Unknown?

For seven years, dark and light,
Strove together in his sight.
Pulling, pushing, tearing all apart,
Ripping each other to half our heart.
Light sought day; dark sought night.
Dark fearing light, light fearing dark.

The Son broke loose, mountains fell;
Light and dark headed for Hell.
Time split the season, rains began to fall;
To each his own, do you hear the call?
Dark and light will not strive in his sight;
By his spirit it is, not by power or might.

Shall we part, travel roads worn and grown;
I'd rather be alone, then wait on the unknown.