paradox

Before the night is over Make up at least All our guilt Is a mirage transparent? Like a spirit in the sky It is time to start Admit all our mistakes If all is against you Strike down this angry force The sky turns a violent color The nature of the crowd cries The sound of silence makes excuses It's time to start Before the night is over If all is against you Strike down this angry force The sky turns a violent color The nature of the crowd cries The sound of silence follow it If man built a life of hurt The nature of his plan makes excuses If all is against you Strike down this angry force The sky turns a violent color The nature of the crowd cries The sound of silence follow it If man built a life of hurt The nature of his plan makes excuses (Before the glow) of the fire is gone Before the night is over make up at least