Une étape plus loin.

Dim, are the last lights of the eve,
Hours upon hours to deceive,
Sacrifice the last trace of day,
Sunrise is yet hours away.

Dance under a starless sky,
Do not listen to the whispered lie,
Eaten consciousness, fades to black,
Unable to find the original track.

Laughter cries out from inside your soul,
Leaving this husk a worthless hole,
Your screams echo into the silent night,
But you are far from any man’s sight.