Zero Hour

In total darkness, the zero hour, wait for the world to start

Hallucinations, grand dreams of power, deception is an art

In place of colour I’m seeing static, will someone please take charge

The hands are turning It’s automatic, don’t want to cause alarm

I don’t, I don’t, I don’t want to be here

You call me out you call me a coward

Think you could go a day without freakin’

Maybe I’m blessed or maybe I’m cursed

But one thing’s for sure I’m through getting hammered

In isolation, oh please believe me, I mean to do no harm

This old procession is so demeaning. You must speak truth to power

I don’t, I don’t, I don’t want to be here

You call me out you call me a coward

Think you could go a day without freakin’

Maybe I’m blessed or maybe I’m cursed

But one thing’s for sure I’m through getting hammered