Eleventh Hour Video (MV)

The clock ticks loud in this empty room,
Seconds slipping into blue gloom.
You held the line, but now it's thin,
Standing at the edge, afraid to begin.
And it's too late to turn around,
Too dark to see what's falling down.
Every choice a weight to bear,
In the eleventh hour, we lay it bare.
Oh, we're on the edge of the night,
Running fast, running blind.
Holding on to what we know,
As it slips through our hands, letting go.
In the eleventh hour, the time is ours,
To break or bend, we're all scars.
Voices echo, shadows crawl,
Reflections broken on the wall.
The past, it whispers like a breeze,
Memories like ghosts, refusing to leave.
And it's too late to turn away,
Nothing left but the price to pay.
We're standing here with breath held tight,
In the eleventh hour, we fight or flight.
Oh, we're on the edge of the night,
Running fast, running blind.
Holding on to what we know,
As it slips through our hands, letting go.
In the eleventh hour, the time is ours,
To break or bend, we're all scars.
Can't rewind, can't rewind,
Time's a friend that's left us behind.
It's ticking down, ticking down,
Feel the weight as it pulls us down.
Oh, we're on the edge of the night,
Running fast, running blind.
Holding on to what we know,
As it slips through our hands, letting go.
In the eleventh hour, the time is ours,
To break or bend, we're all scars.
In the eleventh hour, we'll rise or fall,
One last stand to lose it all.
And when the clock strikes, who will we be?
Just fading echoes, or finally free?