Darkest hour

Thoughts dissapear Like lines they go parallel Demons engulf the soul with fear Mankind's mind get crooked Just before the dawn The violine is broken No melody no music Silence gets too loud Too loud to be ignored No teeth to grind The dawn is just by the corner The face of an old black woman shrinks Hopes are shattered Walls collaps every shape gets irregular The darkest hour has come No candle no light Every soul says die No hopes no dreams. The darkest hoour has come.