Darkness Divides - Westfield Massacre

I am a cancer a wretched disease

A compulsive worshiper of pain

The indignation of self righteous kings, and I can never be slain

Failed creations.

Open your eyes

Desolation.

Buried alive

When this Darkness Divides

Will we open ourselves to the light?

I am the gospel of all broken dreams.

Inside all Hope is divorced

I am the rapture of catastrophe and I can feel no remorse

Failed creations.

Open your eyes

Desolation.

Burn me alive

When this Darkness Divides

Will we open ourselves to the light?

When this Darkness Divides

Will Broken and Hopeless Abandon the light?

And in the depths I discover myself

Incarcerated by pride.

Cause it’s the weakness we choose to ignore that

dominates us inside

When this Darkness Divides

Will we open ourselves to the light?

When this Darkness Divides

Will Broken and Hopeless Abandon the light?