Blackest Hour Extreme Music

Back there, things got ugly
And heartless to boot
I don't quite recall the details
But I got blood on my suit
The blackest hour
In the blackest country
Is right before the dawn
But nobody seems to be travelling
This road that I'm on
Nobody wants to be travelling
This road that I'm on
Tired of looking for shelter
To long out in the cold
Out among the wasters and stateless
And the bought and the sold
The blackest hour
In the blackest country
Is right before the dawn
But nobody seems to be travelling
This road that I'm on
Nobody wants to be travelling
This road that I'm on
Nobody wants to be travelling
This road that I'm on
Love never made good a sinner
Or turned a saint
Luck never made me a winner
But a loser I ain't
The blackest hour
In the blackest country
Is right before the dawn
But nobody seems to be travelling
This road that I'm on
Nobody wants to be travelling
This road that I'm on
Nobody wants to be travelling
This road that I'm on