Hidden in White - The Absence

This is a dead man’s vision we face

Thinly laced with promise and hate

Diluted and slaughtered

By frost bitten conductors

A heartless dissection of grace

Nailed down and force fed lies

Soldiers steadfast, defeating the design

We bare these storms

With fists held tight

This our last lifeless winter

Hidden in white

We bare these storms

With fists held tight

This our final hour

Hidden in white

Now sink your teeth into the cold

And sign away to the brand

A bastard mold

Is there and end in sight,

Choked blind by the bright

Deceitful light

Nailed down and force fed lies

Soldiers advance, defeating the design

We bare these storms

With fists held tight

This our last lifeless winter

Hidden in white

We bare these storms

With fists held tight

This our final hour

Hidden in white

And so unfolds, this bottomless drop

Bound to this path by blood

We spit right back, back in the face

Of the faithless (of the faithless)

We bare these storms (we bare these storms)

With fists held tight

This our last lifeless winter

Hidden in white (hidden in white)

We bare these storms

With fists held tight (with fists held tight)

This our final hour

Hidden in white

Hidden in white

Hidden in white

Hidden in white