The Faded Line
Chris Adler / Mark Morton / Randy Blythe
Witness shame's parade, the pain of blame repaid
It's fucking hopeless
Accusations and denial.
Hopeless... demon of another day
Colorless... stoned, solid grey
Emptiness... of promises I made
So faithless... the tenants long betrayed.
Walk the faded line, cursed crawl of time
Silence, the only promise ever kept.
Familiar touch, a ritual to numb the cut
Salvation in vice
Anguish is realizing what could have been, but never was
It's emptiness that fills the cup
Devotion in the method of my fall.
Pointless... futility continuing
Endless... flowing corrupted vein.
Walk the faded, cursed crawl of time
Silence, the only promise ever kept.
Hopeless.