Lyrics Midnight - Messenger

Midnight

Thieves swarm in crimson tainted rows
treading the blood of the unspoiled
An ancient providential pose
Empires forgotten so long ago
Worms crawl in nameless graves of stone
as the dead souls swim in amber moulds
Nameless black tombstones remind us we’re close
We’re restlessly seeking a rhyme or a reason
sailing through the midnight dark
We sing our destruction in streets of misfortune
praying that we gain new life
A song for the vultures with death in their sight
A song for the outcasts who’ve strayed from the light
A song for the heroes that silently march
A song for the villains who prey in the dark
The orchid grows where no-one knows
The land is in smoke
So walk with me, we’ll try and seek a God that knows
An empty throne to call our home, a safe abode