Dark Hour Songtext
von Sol Runner
Dark Hour Songtext
All the wasted lives
Betray our collective soul
Be the false vision
The spell is cast again
I will not live this way
I will not live this way
All our wasted lives
Betray our collective soul
Be the false vision
The spell will be cast again
I will not live this way
I will not live this way
Follow
Follow the new way
Swallow your pride
The lump in your throat
Has now become sour
Send out
A cry for help
But it falls on deaf ears
Their eyes wide open but don′t see a thing
Believe your new gods
Believe your new gods
The message is pure without a coherent thought
I feel the
Crushing weight of
What it means to be a modern man
The spell is lifted
Storm clouds are gone
Dark hour's gone
Do not waste this chance
I feel the
Crushing weight of
What it means to be a modern man
The spells been lifted
Storm clouds have gone
Dark hours
Do not waste this chance
I feel the
Crushing weight of
What it means to be a modern man
The spell is lifted
The storm clouds have gone
Dark hour′s gone
Do not waste this chance
(Blegh)
All our wasted lives
Betray our collective soul
Be the false vision
The spell is cast again
(Yeah)
(Woah-oh)
(Whew)
Betray our collective soul
Be the false vision
The spell is cast again
I will not live this way
I will not live this way
All our wasted lives
Betray our collective soul
Be the false vision
The spell will be cast again
I will not live this way
I will not live this way
Follow
Follow the new way
Swallow your pride
The lump in your throat
Has now become sour
Send out
A cry for help
But it falls on deaf ears
Their eyes wide open but don′t see a thing
Believe your new gods
Believe your new gods
The message is pure without a coherent thought
I feel the
Crushing weight of
What it means to be a modern man
The spell is lifted
Storm clouds are gone
Dark hour's gone
Do not waste this chance
I feel the
Crushing weight of
What it means to be a modern man
The spells been lifted
Storm clouds have gone
Dark hours
Do not waste this chance
I feel the
Crushing weight of
What it means to be a modern man
The spell is lifted
The storm clouds have gone
Dark hour′s gone
Do not waste this chance
(Blegh)
All our wasted lives
Betray our collective soul
Be the false vision
The spell is cast again
(Yeah)
(Woah-oh)
(Whew)
Writer(s): Joel Whitford Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
