Dark days push you into your home
And sit you in front of a screen
And fall on you a lot of shit
And you better swallow

Silence is like a noise no one can hear
You no longer have to think to speak, two ways are imposed on you
And you no longer know what is true

If the savior comes back he will not be on your side
We already have too many saviors
Or we believe too many lies

They judge you for not believing in your myth
Let it burn to death
Two ways are imposed on you
And you no longer know what is true

No thief you condemn dies
Beside the God you glorify
Sometimes it's better in jail
You don't even need a halo

If the savior comes back he will not be on your side
We already have too many saviors
Or we believe too many lies
Your God's among us
You've never been on our side, only appear as saviors and drown us in their lies

The darkness pushes into your home and consuming you
It causes your blind eyes and your love of lies keep you from moving forward
Despair can not be justified, a country where nothing happens as desired
When you are under the ground and look up to begging for help, they'll say no