Mark Of The Judas

Darkest Hour Mark Of The Judas Album

6.Legacy

A legacy that rots with time
Cold before it hits the ground

I've heard the screams from the inside

I know-- never look back

When memories fade to flashes

The trust-- was just a trap

Look for my picture in the ashes

Deceit riding under a white flag

A casualty of sincerity

Dust on the gallows

And not a tear in sight

Just like the old days

Perfection rotting from the inside out

A place face that cracks with age

A blank stare screaming with rage

Sunken cheeks a lonely heart

Sadistic seduction-- you know the part