Альбом Darkest Hour

That's all right, because you wish you were dead
You live life with a hex over your head
A savior's mouth with a serpent's tongue
But don't forget, you're like this with the chosen one

And I forget about my losing streak
But you never slip at a chance to remind
It sounds like you should save a prayer for me
But I'll take my chances with the unworthy

And you know the quick path
The righteous, the way back
I'll end up the only one
I'll end up the lost son

And you know the quick path
The righteous, the way back
I'll end up the only one
I'll end up the forgotten

And you know the quick path
The righteous, the way back
I'll end up the only one
Swallow it all and wash it all down

It must be the weight of that crown
And all the lies seem to become me
Because it's easier than the truth
Failure; the only thing that seems to matter
It's not the fact that you're the walking dead
So save a prayer for me
Don't waste a prayer on me

A blessing in tragedy
Burning what's left in effigy
Wreckage, when there's nothing left
Wreckage, the birthright of regret
A place where truth can hide
A place where fallen egos can survive
A place where fear rusts through pride
A place where heroes go to die
Self delusion, self destruction
Falling so short of faith
An empty shell
A carcass left of greed
An empty shell
In the shade grows another weed
And you wear the scars well
Merciless liar
How many times till your shadow haunts you too?

A legacy that rots with time
Cold before it hits the ground
I've heard the screams from the inside
I know-- never look back
When memories fade to flashes
The trust-- was just a trap
Look for my picture in the ashes
Deceit riding under a white flag
A casualty of sincerity
Dust on the gallows
And not a tear in sight
Just like the old days
Perfection rotting from the inside out
A place face that cracks with age
A blank stare screaming with rage
Sunken cheeks a lonely heart
Sadistic seduction - You know the part

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Mass ceremonial suicide
A nation of millions caught in the jaws of a lie
Uniform stagnant filth
Sub culture with no remorse or guilt
Feeding the frenzy of fears
It feeds on it's young for years
A new chain for the same set of slaves
A new shovel for the same set of graves
I can't pretend I care anymore
None of this is worth anything anymore
An angel with the eyes of a whore
This facade has been bleeding from the core
A new home not far from the past
A new home from the same suffocating past

You want to own this
You want to control this
Well I chose an eternity of this
And laugh at the fire
Take all you want and all you need
You never cared what you left of me
Never give what you can't take back
The true mark of the Judas
Never forget
The true mark of the Judas
All my words blinded by piety
And I won't lose myself like you did
Fears-- you want to talk of fears
Well I'm the one who's been hiding
All these years
Too many secrets
Too many lies
I will never be clean again
Too many secrets
Too many lies

This time the circle closes
This time there's nothing left for you, for me
This time the circle closes
This time we lay this to rest
Others just like the others
Loneliness, hopelessness
Others just like the others
Hopelessness, hollowness
Others just like the others
Hollowness, heartlessness
Tonight, I'll kiss your poison lips
This time your past surrounds you
This time the circle closes in
This time salvation binds you
This time the hate will break you again
Fears-- you said face your fears
But the tears make it all so clear to me now
Tonight, I'll kiss your poison lips

I saw the world die a little today
Just to feel the wealth of the decay
Just so you can know what it feels like
What tears taste like
We owe it all to the sickness inside
We owe it all to the fears we've learned to hide
We belong where traitors can touch the divine
Where the unforgiven can send us a sign
Was it the symptom?
Or was it the sickness
Or was one last try
Our only weakness
Falling face first
Tears stinging down your cheek
Drowning face first
A haven for the wretched, the cursed
Only the lonely
We belong where fires can seer this from our eyes

Paranoia and you can still pretend
How this cross will always mend
Paranoid and the pestilence sets in
What failure looks like when you begin
'Cause you've heard this one before
And it won't stop you from walking out that door
Wasted on nothing but borrowed time
Wasted on the guilt that's all mine
This is how the beautiful decay
And the pain washes the color away
How the wicked find their separate ways
How you'll look on that day
I promise no surprises
Last time I lost myself
I promise no surprises