This Will Outlive Us - Darkest Hour

Gone are the days of evasion

Existence is how you create it

What ever compels you to keep on

Embrace it so long as the missing piece of the puzzle

Split down the middle

We had better

Prepare ourselves for perpetual winter

Why do we do this to ourselves continuous

Escape a living hell like those other lovers hidden under the covers

It’s so empty in the arms of another

See what you’ve done

You’re irresistible with your sordid stories the morbid glory of it all

Remember when times were worth celebrating

Pour the wine for the fallen friends and foes singing in unison

My hell is a blank piece of paper

Staring back at me

My hell is wasted potential haunting me