Darkest Hour - Wasteland lyrics

For every dead god who worships the living
And every lost soul starving
Submission for all the tyrants will fall
Salvage the serpent
Born to rise when process seems perfect
It's wrong to all and your tyrants will fall

When thy art is hate
I've given it all I can take it's undeniable
When my heart is fake
I've given it all I can break
It's unreliable

An affinity for the hurt, create new death
And a love for the pain till
Your final breath and what lies
Behind the lines
Somewhere in some other time behind the veil
Obscured by my vision of hell

Dead in the sand, proverbs for peasants
To bow on command, an all-seeing presence

When thy art is hate
I've given it all I can take it's undeniable
When my heart is fake
I've given it all I can break
It's unreliable

An affinity for the hurt, create new death
And a love for the pain till
Your final breath and what lies
Behind the lines
Somewhere in some other time behind the veil
Obscured by my vision of hell

For every dead god who worships the living
And every lost soul starving
Submission for all

Behind the lines
Somewhere in some other time behind the veil
Obscured by my vision of hell
Obscured by my vision of hell
Obscured by my vision of hell

For every dead god who worships the living
And every lost soul with
Starving submission for all