The Legacy - Darkest Hour

A legacy that rots with time,

cold before it hits the ground,

I’ve been where those fears lie,

I’ve heard the screams from the inside,

I know never look back,

when memories fade to flashes,

that 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 pale face that cracks with age,

a blank stare screaming with rage

Sunken cheeks a lonely heart,

sadistic seduction you know the part