The Final Hour - Shadow Gallery, Brendt Allman, Carl Cadden-James

Nighttime falls around me

Darkness closes in all the people who are

Sleeping safe and soundly

Content knowing we keep watch through

Each and every hour

Power so unknown

Won’t stop the rain falling down my face

Sleep for hours eludes me drifting through the wind

I feel an evil eye on me all the time

The likes of which could turn and twist us all

Lying by my side she waits for me like long ago

I touch her face she cries to me my ship is waiting I must go

My eyes burn windows through the walls closing in on me

The faces of my past life are looking back at me what do they see

The ones who hate our love will fall

But their face won’t fade away tomorrow’s not just another day

So hand in hand we climb the stairs our path well lit

The promise is fulfilled