Low - Darkest Hour

Injected venom sucking the life from us away for eighty days

It’s white noise just white noise

Staying awake for the music’s sake

They say they listen but never hear a thing

Mass deception illusion deception

We say they listen to white noise

Can this really be our time

Are we found to find the line

Disillusion me again

Can we really be the only ones who see this charade

The meaning is fleeting

All these egos competing

Searching for an identity through the series of misleading

Disillusion me again