Ellis Wyche - DARKEST HOUR

If I could be a rose
I'd be delivered
Straight to you
Deceiving to the eye
Yet always true to you
You'd bend down to take
A whiff
And smell a scent so sweet
Your driven to caress my leaves
A thorn then stabs your meat
A beautiful thing to gaze upon
Yet to never be touched
Is the message on the card
Of the rose that says so much

This is war
This is where you end
False felt lies
Die with your soul tonight

Darkest Hour
You had it coming
Darkest Hour
Raise our flag high
If we fall we'll rise
You'll hear our battle cry
Raise your white flag
To keep your life
Leave this world
And soar the skies

Let his hands be placed in cuffs
So we could be set free
For the day that we create true peace
You walk across the burning sun
And there came a heavy fog
Armageddon was your true plot
And this world is coming undone

A promise of a new dawn
Comes crashing down
A future destroyed by the wicked
Souls that surround
Ascending to darkness
Life withers and sinks
This is our final call
How could this be

Written by:
Ellis Wyche, Lymarie wyche

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