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BLACK OF NIGHT

The air is of a dusty gray
Burns my eyes, I turn away
The sky of varied shades of coal
Darkens hope within my soul
My plans are cracked,
I've stored them all
Taped up my dreams
In boxes in a wall

Where should I go?
What should I do?
I don't know what
Is the way to

Where I'm going to
Is this twilight
Before the daybreak
Or is this whole fight?
Just a pause
Before the forces that I battle
Attack by the black of night
Black of night
Black of night
Black of night

Metal horses broken down
Broken legs it makes no sound
The child hidden deep inside
Is freezing from nowhere to hide
I brought my dreams into this place
Not expecting Winter to erase
Where should I go?
What should I do?
I don't know what
Is the way to

Where I'm going to
Is this twilight
Before the daybreak
Or is this whole fight
Just a pause
Before the forces I battle
Attack by the black of night
Black of night
Black of night
Black of night

Sunlight never comes to here
But darkness isn't what I fear
It's silence that is haunting me
My voices need a listener to be free
In the black of night
Black of night
Black of night ...

In one stroke I forgot my knowledge!
Artificial discipline is useless.
My inner will lives the ancient way

                Hsing-Yen