In the dead of the night

I’m walking on the edge of this slippery road

All that follows me is a shadow that is odd,

In the dead of the night when the sky

Is plain and true,

Crystal and blue.

I’m holding my head down and make no sound

Silently letting my tears to touch the ground,

In the dead of the night when the rain

Is falling and washing,

My cheeks of crying.

I embrace the darkness that surrounds me

There’s nothing more that’s left to be,

In the dead of the night when the light

Is being blurred,

Far and truly blind.

I lift my hands up while I start to helplessly run

From the pristine sanity of this darkling fun,

In the dead of the night when the echo

Is strangely vivid,

Scary and torrid.

I’m giving up on the longing to be save right now

As dark’s ebony fluid is poisoning my heart,

In the dead of the night when miracle

Is slowly at dying,

Has lost its shine.