[Written by Jon Oliva]
The smoke from my last cigarette
Disappears into the lights
Waiting on something to make this
feeling right
I twist and moan, and turn the other cheek
I wait for my moment to be free
I'm not alone
I'm not
alone
The night is black it twists and turns
Inside it's agony
It waits for you, it waits for me, in all its majesty
I can
feel it, I can hear it, I can see it
Slowly coming closer to me now
It's breathing, heart is beating, thoughts misleading
Reality
has somehow broken down
Slowly slips away, slips into the grave
I don't think I'll ever, ever, ever get away
Somehow save our
souls, as the darkness calls,
From beyond these walls
I feel something's going wrong
The dark descends upon this
World of
anger, hate and greed
Surrounding you, engulfing me
Now all that we can see
Lying, cheating, children bleeding
Mothers
pleading
Will you stop it, will you stop it now
Can you feel it, do you hear it
It's so near, it's coming closer, coming closer
now
Tell me what you see
Tell me what you know
Tell me can we ever really ever get away
Try to save our souls as the dark
unfolds
All that's still untold
I feel something's going wrong
And as the dark begins to die into another day
And fate is
testing once again all we can do is pray
To sweet Jesus, will you lead us, do you hear us
Calling to you, calling to you
now
We're praying, contemplating, situations
That can fall before us even know
Tell us what you need, tell us what you
want
As the hands of time have all but exited the play
Tell us what's in store, fall all that stand before
As the dark
unfolds:
I feel something's going wrong