The Wake of the Darkest Hour In Dusk of the Lightest Eve

The darkest of time flavored by lightest of eve The hour denies by the minute receive We travel together... You and I Forbidden we be made eye to eye And too near is the closest past We have answers but we ask It is beauty that we knew were ugly It does not take few... It takes many I think I think what you think But you don't dream what I dream to dream I love to like and like to love And I do hate yet hate to deserve As all shall come to pass... all will become Because we are forever ourselves we can never run We do not hide to be left behind We hide to once more redefine And we serve without an inkling to servitude One's worth to only be determined by attitude Means to an end is an end to its means Where you come from doesn't mean you have been I seek distance to be drawn near I am afraid and I do not fear Endless possibilities impossibly possible A matter of credibility to be incredibly credible Skies the limit but the skies we do not own We cannot fly without means... We should've known I want to learn to unlearn if only to begin once more It's just that simple... There is no reason for us to be here for Alike all living things... We are unlike and we believe The wake of the darkest hour in dusk of the lightest eve