Witching Hour

Lost are the days I thought were gold as are the nights I thought I owned
I've lost the road and something wicked this way goes
Led astray the devils gaze bewitches me
And fills my veins with poison yet each day I wake
Is giving in giving up? Is it a sin to have had enough?
I'm losing touch of all I thought I was
I'm losing touch
Each break of day I clean the slate the hour approaches and I fall prey
Awaken found, on higher ground, the hour approaches and I crawl back down
I see the wayward one I've become I see the faults and vices
No path back to where I started from, I pray this life suffices
Not long ago there were markings on this road, it's overgrown, the trail is gone I'm on my own
On bended knee I ask who might deliver me, I once believed there was a pointed life to lead
Am I among the weak and wounded?
A man possessed or only human?



Credits
Writer(s): When The Walls Fell
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