Sliding down a mountain, as dusk passes to day. The antidote of elation, now lifeless masses wake. Jaws of suxiety open, the luring vampire of agility, a fatal invitation, sight hazing from me.
Oh midnight mountain, I require, inner re-location, back to pinnacles high.
Drowning in empty faces, sinking in banal. I crave the isolation of eventide when perception climbs, I just need the injection, a dose to boost my flight, a sonic blast of moonlight, nucleus ignites
Oh midnight mountain, now I'm revived, stimulus transcending back to pinnacles high.
Screaming at doleful skies, absorbing all my sighs, responding to my cries – downcast a thunder of reprise, won't let the next sunrise, signal my landslide, from ecstatic highs, I'm on top of their demise.