The air feels heavier tonight
Something's coming
The lights are restless in the sky
Silence, cutting
I lie awake
Hopeless, insane
Inside my grave
I made while I
Wait for the pain
Inside the evening hate
Inside the evening hate
The fear is near, it starts to rise
Cadence, growing
The shadows spill across the line
Darkness is flowing
Voices screaming
Cold hands reaching
The earth shaking
My mind, breaking
Wait for the pain
Inside the evening hate
Inside the evening hate
It falls like rain
The evening hate
It falls like rain
The evening hate
Hate, wait for the pain
Hate, wait for the pain
Like cinders it rains
We fall, we fall
An empire in flames
We crawl, we're crawling out
Inside the evening hate
Inside the evening hate
Wait for the pain
Inside the evening hate
Inside the evening hate
Like cinders it rains
We fall, we fall
An empire in flames
We crawl, we crawl
Writer(s): Anthony Armstrong, Robert Graves, Randy Armstrong
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