Dark Days

Parkway Drive - Atlas

What will you tell your children when they ask you:

"What went wrong?"

How can you paint a picture of a paradise lost

To eyes that know only a wasteland?

How will you justify?

Justify - watching the world die?

The clock is ticking

can't you feel our days are numbered

Head first into disaster from which there will be no return

With narrow minds

we decimate our one true home

Cast into oblivion

judgment is calling.

Behold the pale horse

This is the funeral of the Earth

Behold the pale horse

This is the funeral.

The blind eye can no longer be cast

The clock is ticking

there is no second chance.

The blind eye can no longer be cast

There will be no future if we can't learn from our mistakes

The clock is ticking

there is no second chance

There will be no future if we can't learn.

A forced extinction closes out the age of apathy

The final act - sacrifice the world's ecology

The death of beauty

the death of hope

Cast before the throne of avarice

judgment is calling.

Behold the pale horse

This is the funeral of the Earth

Behold the pale horse

This is the funeral.

The blind eye can no longer be cast

There will be no future if we can't learn from our mistakes

The clock is ticking

there is no second chance

There will be no future

if we can't learn.

I can't watch it burn!

I can't watch it burn!

I can't watch it burn!

I can't watch it burn!

I can't watch it burn!

I can't watch it burn!

I can't watch it burn!

Behold the pale horse!