What Turns the Wheels - Solution .45

A darkness formed in broad daylight

Relief and scare in one

It fell exposed, yet unannounced

A storm cloud chasing the sun

Time and time again

The ground gives way

On the world now thrown

Blind to what is feared

The wretched seed

Of the downfall sown

All exits fastened from within

A scarred design in chains

To yield obedience to what is veiled

A constant change of lanes