New Dark Age - The Sound

In the darkest times

Darkest fears are heard

And from the safest places

Come the bravest words

Some make a quiet life

To keep this scared old world at bay

The dogs are howling on the street outside

So they close the curtains, hope they go away

And it’s pressure from all sides

Coming down around our ears

Stuck in this room without a door

Scratched away at the walls for years

All we’ve got to show is the dust on the floor

And here it comes, a new dark age

I catch your eyes

Before they fall to the ground

We’re running out of time, breath and steam

We’re running down

They’re burning witches

Up on punishment hill

Dying proof in the power of authority

To exact it’s will