11th Hour - Psyche

This beating heart

A stolen breath

And then you say

Our love is dying

A darkened sky

And devil moon

Those clear blue eyes

Long to taunt you

Now there’s no pretending

Everything you knew is ending

At the eleventh hour

Who’s going to save you now?

A razorblade

A sharpened lie

The secret room

This desperate cry

Now there’s no pretending

Everything you knew is ending

Who’s going to save you now?

This is the 11th hour