Zero Hour - Savage Messiah

The day has come, The lies are gone

The weakness cries, The sky undone

And all abound, To which lay waste

As reasons lost and in their place

Memories are tainted

The lines that crack the sky

The march to depravation

Assuring no one with their

Words of solace

Cast to the fire

All is lost

With words untrue

They wait in line for the

ZERO HOUR

ZERO HOUR — They wait in line for the

ZERO HOUR

ZERO HOUR — They wait in line for the

ZERO HOUR

And in sleep the thoughts remain

A prisoner of this domain

Setting down what once was lost

Without a thought to count the cost

Privacy forsaken

The iron grip of fear

The crushing weight of power

Manipulating with their

Words of solace

Cast to the fire

All is lost

With words untrue

They wait in line for the

ZERO HOUR

ZERO HOUR — They wait in line for the

ZERO HOUR

ZERO HOUR — They wait in line for the

ZERO HOUR

You’re never free, Not only me, You’re never where I want to be

All in life is lost in death, As they mourn to set you free

ZERO HOUR