The clock struck 12 where lies the in between
The day is dark and not a soul in sight
Light is erased and the darkness escaped
Why is it that I feel so alone
Alone in this dark cold world
The darkest hour is the hour of nothing
Neither day nor night but both in essence
People feel of lost time in a lost space
But what is unknown is the time of peace
The darkest hour is not dark at all
But the time where the human closes the eyes
We feel its dark because of what we see
In realtiy the darkest hour is the time you sleep
