The Hour

Reaching out to your subconscious insecurities
He plays upon your prejudice and fears
Images unseen, ignorance keeps your conscience clean
Words cried out in despair you'll never hear

Running from the wraiths of sorrow
Searching for the angels of tomorrow
They reside beyond the reaches of
The folded arms of justice that keep us all

Displaced and then disowned
Despised and demonised
The winter of humanity
A cold wind sweeps the nation
As children of the light rise up
As beacons in the night
To show the way

Memories return me to the hour
My longing reveals my heart
This journey into my darkest fears
Yet holds me upon this path

Displaced and then disowned
Despised and demonised
The winter of humanity
A cold wind sweeps the nation
As children of the light rise up
As beacons in the night
To show the way

Freedom twice denied
Restrained with words that serve to keep
They call upon the spirits of their past
Images remain, innocence fades away to pain
Words spoken in defence they'll never hear