Darkest Hour - This Is the Truth lyrics

The day after dawn The knight moves on the pawn Why are we so violent To grasp at the unknown Because there’s so much That we can’t see Not your prophet, your muse or your comedy Tragic endings sad defeats A monument to the guilty They brought this disease The truth never sleeps Cold and lifeless suspended belief Blinded unable to breathe The royal blood The tired sheep Arcane cursing d**h Nihilistic innocence is gone I’ve been consumed Now I’ve lost all desire I lost myself in the choir Never once never give it the Pleasure of power Alone in it’s tower I’ve lost the will to lie to myself I’ve been to hell I’ve seen the ruse This is the truth We’re all being used 3. Timeless Numbers I was born with a poisoned lung Born under a blacked out sun Where I lost my everything all at once They overdeveloped us We underproduced them You don’t blame them for what they did I do this is the end time What is this place Who are these beings They look like us Something’s different deceiving The original crime To conquer to divide d**h from the beginning The end of all life Timeless numbers Where everyone’s been bought and sold There will always be a failure to guide us There will always be a loss of control So bless me with d**h For this life has failed me Rest for the unrest This was forever And now that I’ve seen your face And looked you in those hollow eyes I see the reason The story of a world consumed Timeless numbers of prior life forms All have been lost And in the wake of it all After they’d drilled to the core The blast was everlasting The blood will always pour Let no one wake you Forgive or forsake you The eye of the creator Is blind to us all 4. None Of This Is The Truth Sadistic intent The modern cynic Venom spitters fatalistic Poison seeping These machines are never sleeping The illusion of power The life and the d**h of a coward I know now we’re lost I know now you’re gone Born into this post-modern trauma Severed intentions Tethered affection All encompa**ing Domination The fall of the state Division disorder Annulled of every treason These machines prey on the weakest No moderation You’re either dead or you’re complacent No end no love no one None of this is the truth