Letras:
Darkest Hour This Curse

You, you left these arms holding nothing Alone, set in this tomb of my tears Liar, I know now that the truth was just another lie It's too late, my heart

You, you left these arms holding nothing Alone, set in this tomb of my tears Liar, I know now that the truth was just another lie It's too late, my heart

The Game] I was, born in the slums, struggled from day one Ray Charles vision, blinded by the light from the sun No navigation, no sense of direction, darker

a wolf That broke the silver thread of enchanted thoughts? Of Her life as a mere reflection (As the moon's in narrow windows caught) That opened like dark

bow Thy dogs set upon the manger The enemyy in throes... Whilst drifting forgs devour All Hallows witching hour On this long, dark seance for the soul

that your listening to every word So you can sit and analyze and think of every curse so you can try and describe what you think of this verse So go

every verse They put that P.A. sticker on it cause they scared we gon' curse But the knowledge is the power, the cowards get devoured Any hour, any cipher

Sanctuary reach me Before the Hour of Doom's approaching Lights... [ATHENA:] And the Dark Gods awaken into the Sun And Their Darkness is frozen fortunate

seen enough On the real, this is like the Neo-Emmitt Till Whistling- Get yo f-cking ass killed Lets keep this shit real! Now who the realest Everybody feel this