Wretches - Witching Hour Lyrics

City lights are withheld
Blackened skies never once should it be obscured
This cataclysmic chance for conversation
Do you see what you believe?
Or could it be we're deceived by our little notions
What really lays past the eye can see?

I never want to know
Believe me when I tell you once
There is not a chance we'll ever see that coast
Some things are meant to be
Without a message to attach
To believe in something that we'll never know

Nothing's worse than the curse
Of a mind trapped inside of it's thickened shell
Created from the lies that it was told
Do you see who you deceive?
Or could it be you believe your own psychosis?
The only thing you see is in the mirror

I'm wide awake
Believe what your eyes can't fake