Kill The Night

It's hard to rest right

with a different pillow every night.

Still I close my eyes

and dream I'll make it home.

And ever now and then I

find my dreams before I learn

that every mountain call of what I yearn.

It's a blessing and a curse.

Wait 'till the lunacy shakes the hand of reality.

Time will fly and straight our lives

as we all live to die.

Holding on to anything.

It's hard to find the in-between.

Burning candles, apathy.

We're bored and petrified.

We love to kill the night.

Pain comes. We run in time.

Our body, souls, and minds

rectify TONIGHT!

Deep inside on the proving ground

there's always war to wage.

And the bloodshed of our demons here

have covered everything.

Nazerath's seen the Romans lost

and Balthor's crying eyes.

Find ourselves on the road

that always takes us by surprise.