Answer:
Marking mortal privation when firmly in place. An enduring summation inscribed in my face.
Light hides me and darkness kills me. What am I?
I have roots nobody sees. I am taller than trees. Up, up I go but I never grow. What am I?
What has no beginning, end, or middle?
I am a creature with a βtightβ name.
According to the music industry, you can count on a midnight train and the devil to turn up here.