Black

We touch the walls of the city streets, and

Didn't explain

Sadly showed us our ways

Of never asking why

Cast down

It was heaven sent, and

To the church no intent to repent

On my knees, just to cry

Until you travel to that place you can't come back

Where the last pain is gone and all that's left is black

Bright nights cease coming to me, and

Some day

They'll punish my deeds, and they'll find

All the crimes

But then they ask when they going to see them

Then they're gonna

Ask to feel the ghosts, the walls, the dreams

Oh, I've got mine

At last those coming came and they never looked back

With blinding stars in their eyes but all they saw was black

Fooled them, hoping to seem

Like the slayer of evil

But the product of greed, and

It's not a mask, so be honest with me

They can't afford to ignore that I'm the disease

Practical, since we had to be, and

When they were old they came back to me

And they tried, oh they tried

And when you follow through and wind up on your back

Looking up at no stars in the sky those white clouds have turned it black