gloom

The Devil Wears Prada

We wrote a song in the dark
We drove a stake through her heart
We ride the wind, we ride the waves
We are aggression, we are pain
We wrote a song in the dark
We drove a stake through her heart
He is the lord, we are the listeners
We will not die without a whisper
I've seen what's fake, I've see the distraction
And like a wick there's no end of my burning
Don't let the devil speak
Don't let the demons take us
Watch your back, look over your shoulder
This war is meant to be fought
I've lost my temper
And yet there's forgiveness, there is purity
Lay waste to golden crowns, find hope in clarity
Let go
We wrote a song in the dark
We drove a stake through her heart
Black heart, black song