Lyrics: Zachary William Dess
Music: Zachary William Dess
An intermission of your fate
Close your eyes, god gives, or takes it away
You try and forget all your hate
Anger thrives, trapped in a steel crate
And you're heading south
And talking too loud
The time isn't now
You breathe in and out
I'm thinking of march
A crushing false start
No actress and you didn't
Play the part
In the dark I go
In the dark I go
In the dark I go