Darkest Hour - Wound lyrics
[Darkest Hour - Wound lyrics]
This strategy won't change it's over when
Never do you gain and always you win
And tragedy remains though we're given
Every chance to change
We don't listen, just pass the blame
Sing over decay blood flowing the wrong way
A constant state of refusal
Now it's too late
When you're ready you will see
The maker's always been within your hands
Destroyer at your feet
Save every resolution you never could create
When your way is the only way
You can't look at yourself and say
'I was wrong'
You've got the head of the king
On the body of a pawn
The passion of a storm
The contemplation in the eye
A separatist within our midst
A loyalist divide
When your way is the only way
You can't look at yourself and say
'I was wrong' you've got the head of a king
On the body of a pawn
When it's not the life you want
What answers do you need
Want everything up front
Prepare to meet defeat
When it's not the life you want
What answers do you need
Want everything up front
Such turbulence, such turbulence
Won't go away, silence never stays
And such sympathies, such sympathies
Will never fade, some are never made
Never made
All living is all knowing
Or so you thought
But, it's never been the same
When your way is the only way
You can't look at yourself and say
'I was wrong'
You've got the head of the king
On the body of a pawn
Is this all the result of conflict
You know that we're not all so different
We share the same space or
Find a better place
And I'd give I'd give anything
If this would all stop let me walk away
Never do you gain and always you win
And tragedy remains though we're given
Every chance to change
We don't listen, just pass the blame
Sing over decay blood flowing the wrong way
A constant state of refusal
Now it's too late
When you're ready you will see
The maker's always been within your hands
Destroyer at your feet
Save every resolution you never could create
When your way is the only way
You can't look at yourself and say
'I was wrong'
You've got the head of the king
On the body of a pawn
The passion of a storm
The contemplation in the eye
A separatist within our midst
A loyalist divide
When your way is the only way
You can't look at yourself and say
'I was wrong' you've got the head of a king
On the body of a pawn
When it's not the life you want
What answers do you need
Want everything up front
Prepare to meet defeat
When it's not the life you want
What answers do you need
Want everything up front
Such turbulence, such turbulence
Won't go away, silence never stays
And such sympathies, such sympathies
Will never fade, some are never made
Never made
All living is all knowing
Or so you thought
But, it's never been the same
When your way is the only way
You can't look at yourself and say
'I was wrong'
You've got the head of the king
On the body of a pawn
Is this all the result of conflict
You know that we're not all so different
We share the same space or
Find a better place
And I'd give I'd give anything
If this would all stop let me walk away