"Black Midnight"
This is the answer to the question no one dares to ask
The solidified remnants of liqour clinging to the edge of the flask
Flicked aside with every sip to fall upon the ground
Trampled by the sullen masses without letting out a sound
This is the ladder we use to climb the sky
To force our way to heaven, to soar upon the high
Looking down on our creation and finding where we went wrong
So that we can fix ourselves and make everything belong
- But the world goes to sleep -
Under the blanket of stars
It becomes a black midnight
As darkness covers our scars
We lose ourselves in the ether
As we scream our lungs to fail
Our voices will last forever
Carrying our unheard tales
This is the reason, the fuel we burn to go
And in it's vapor trail slowly falls an ashen snow
The dark flakes wafting, drifting towards the ground
Burning up before landing, never to be found
This is the truth, the thing which we can't teach
The brass ring suspended by God just out of our reach
The shine of the metal wearing dull 'round the edge
Manifesting the apathy fallen upon our pledge
- Chorus -
This is the answer to the question no one dares to ask
Comfortable to sit alone and sip quietly from the cask
Throwing the cork hapazardly upon the cold tile
Drinking away the sorrows of a soul awaiting trial