Paroles de The Hour

Reaching out to your subconscious insecurities He plays upon your prejudice and fears Images unseen, ignorance keeps your conscience clean Words cried out in despair you'll never hear Running from the wraiths of sorrow Searching for the angels of tomorrow They reside beyond the reaches of The folded arms of justice that keep us all Displaced and then disowned Despised and demonised The winter of humanity A cold wind sweeps the nation As children of the light rise up As beacons in the night To show the way Memories return me to the hour My longing reveals my heart This journey into my darkest fears Yet holds me upon this path Displaced and then disowned Despised and demonised The winter of humanity A cold wind sweeps the nation As children of the light rise up As beacons in the night To show the way Freedom twice denied Restrained with words that serve to keep They call upon the spirits of their past Images remain, innocence fades away to pain Words spoken in defence they'll never hear