The Midnight Hour
The Midnight Hour
There's madness in the midnight hour
Insanity in the minutes
Lunacy in the ticking seconds
Escape from reality beckons
Voices call from a dark abyss
Whispered words left unspoken
Echoes lost in infinite caverns
Flames flicker from an unlit lantern
There's mayhem as the clock strikes twelve
Disorder and chaos abound
Delusions seem to become the norm
Confusing images won't conform
Thoughts run rampant before the dawn
Sanity fleeting can't be reigned
Restless spirits flee into the night
Reality beckons with the coming light
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