I can't stand the way I was that daynSpeechless, with so much to saynI wish I had run awaynBut maybe it's not too bad things didn't happen that waynnAt night when there's no moonnNo one has a historynThe dark ages last a few hoursnBut that's all the time that's needednTo erase memories, create horrible dreams, ruin sleepnDestroy all possibility of eliminationnnIt's hard to live through thisnIt's harder to reactnWhen everyone's behind your backnIt's hard to know when you're being attackednIt'll tear you up somedaynThat's a hope I can't betraynThese ages will go awaynMaybe they'll turn to darker days