Dark Hour

All the wasted lives Betray our collective soul Be the false vision The spell is cast again I will not live this way I will not live this way All our wasted lives Betray our collective soul Be the false vision The spell will be cast again I will not live this way I will not live this way Follow Follow the new way Swallow your pride The lump in your throat Has now become sour Send out A cry for help But it falls on deaf ears Their eyes wide open but don't see a thing Believe your new gods Believe your new gods The message is pure without a coherent thought I feel the Crushing weight of What it means to be a modern man The spell is lifted Storm clouds are gone Dark hour's gone Do not waste this chance I feel the Crushing weight of What it means to be a modern man The spells been lifted Storm clouds have gone Dark hours Do not waste this chance I feel the Crushing weight of What it means to be a modern man The spell is lifted The storm clouds have gone Dark hour's gone Do not waste this chance (Blegh) All our wasted lives Betray our collective soul Be the false vision The spell is cast again (Yeah) (Woah-oh) (Whew)