In your mind it is the darkest night.
No stars, no moon, to light your way.
You cannot see, you cannot feel.
You cannot tell, what is false or real.
Your imagination controls the voices that you hear.
You are trapped, you are alone, with the sounds that you fear.
In your mind it is the darkest night.
A cage of black, no shades of gray.
You would run if you could, from this world and its pain.
Where your voices conspire to drive you insane.
You cannot touch them, they have no skin,
Yet they burn you with light-less flames from within.
In your mind it is the darkest night.
You know how to escape, and still you stay.
A single spark, in the dark it flashes.
A fire filled tempest, that turns your fear to ashes.
Your voices cry out, but they fail to unite.
As the love in your heart brings an end to your night.
In your mind it is the darkest night . . . . Nevermore.
