given innocence You've been given innocence again You should know by now That your darkest hour Is when your broken heart goes down It's a bitter end
't felt these butterflies in a while Funny how you grow up and innocence fades We used to live for love but now we're afraid Of the darkness and bitter
from Turning Point .............................................. (Spoken) In the deep of the darkest night There's a beacon of yellow light (singing
far as my eyes can see There are shadows surrounding me And to those I leave behind, I want you all to know You've always shared my darkest hours I'll
rises You know how the days gone by Even night sought shelter Under the plain masks of daylight Bitterness we wait... We ate the fruits of rainy hours
Too troublesome for one man to handle Since my darkness swallowed The last gleam of light I've been rambling in the shadows Hour after hour in the dark
There are rivers running just for you and me In the darkest hours choices made to be I choose to pull my punches Don't you test my conscience You'll see
. Then came a sudden change in Usher's demeanour, whose significance he was soon to comprehend. Now Usher stands for hour on hour
than sight The touch of bitter winter white [SOLDIERS] Shout it out from the highest tower shout it out in the darkest hour Charlemagne, you lead us
way (Oh, if you see me falling down) Lift me up from the shadows Will you take me away to a better place? (And when I'm in my darkest hour) You're
alligator the street major No sorrow swallow my sorrow who can fade us? (nobody) Within a late night hour I wonder in the dark And I wonder in my heart
world Where even angels Fear to look upon A place where all of love is doomed to die Her face appeared Through clouds of bitter wine Sour as the morning's early hours
earthward Till she landed in the nasty part of town She glanced about the village sure to find the evil men Who rob and pillage in the darkest hour of
I saw the devil smile, and I saw the dragon's face, For that which man reviles he aches to embrace ... "The mystery of iniquity; The darkest hour of
my days without you are so dark, so long, so gray, my days without you are so absurd, so bitter, so tough, my days without you, my days without you
coming oh so quickly. So hurry to my aid and pick me up off the ground. So we can run away from this oh so bitter town. A couple hours have gone by
then note the flux in your power Your efficiency in spinning your hour to hour is significant Deserve and then don't your bouquet of flowers The universal candy is bitter