Apostles of Hatred - A Storm Of Light

Scarred, lone, broken

Cold, lost, damaged

The sky turned black as we fell into the weeds

Memories of nothing as our minds failed to see

Our judging eyes

Our damning lies

In the darkness of night

We search for answers

With a coward’s heart

And find only scars

Scarred, lone, broken

Cold, lost, damaged

Our hollow lives led us to this empty place

Memories of fire now an ashen disgrace

Our judging eyes

Our damning lies

In the darkness of night

We search for answers

With a coward’s heart

And find only scars

In the darkness of night

We search for answers

With a coward’s heart

And find only scars

In the darkness of night

We are broken