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• Artiste: Darkest Hour
• Titre: Devolution Of The Flesh
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This is the end of a sickening tale Of life death and repeat Radiant waves of dissonant ways Set forth through the halls of refrain You're a plague, you're plague And you feed off the youth but it won't keep you young You're a plague, you're plague And your prophets are gone And you harbor your share of the blame Put on the same face again with no hope Another day in this solemnest state Swallows its tail, destroys and creates Sinking deep with the weight of the world Unrelenting and stale Suffer each day as we've fallen out of hate And now you've drained every last drop of sincerity You're a plague, you're a plague In this mortal world and the next You're a plague This is the end of your self absorbed dominion A new dawn has risen Solitude and its dull light will guide you Through living this day again and again and again Suffer each day as we've fallen out of hate And now you've drained every last drop of sincerity You're plague, you're plague And you feed off the youth but it won't keep you young You're a plague, you're plague And I'm sick with disgrace In an age of decay You're a plague