When that light goes out this eve
Some will run and some will grieve
If you have a reason
Or if you believe

In darkness we trust
Sweet release is all we need
Unless, of course
It's covered in greed

I am not a watchman, I do as I please
In darkness we trust
The whores and gentlemen they lead
Trails of insecurities

I am not a watchman, I do as I please
In darkness I trust