Southern Lord Records | Darkest Hour - In The Name of Us All @SouthernLord | Uploaded 7 years ago | Updated 4 hours ago
Drawing from the bands 21 years’ experience, this album is set to solidify Darkest Hour’s legacy as a metal power house. Raw as all hell, musically complex, melodic, yet cutting with razor blade precision, Darkest Hour’s 9th full length record, "Godless Prophets and the Migrant Flora" is fierce and hungry for blood.
http://southernlord.com/releases/view/godless-prophets-and-the-migrant-flora
darkesthoursl.bandcamp.com/releases
http://officialdarkesthour.com
"In The Name of Us All"
To become one and the same
To erase to rebuild and reclaim
The new evolution
Humanity is bored
It”s selling for sport
And hunting for more
Creation banal nothing is new
When all that you want has already been used
I reject you in the name of us all
I should be afraid I should be ashamed yet I
When there is no joy in discovery
We hallucinate into
Psychic progression
Or is it just a set up
A monolithic realm
Spiraling tunneling down
I don’t feel anything at all
Be gone forget
Out of our heads out of this life
Worship the knife
Celebrate death with your celibate wife
Cut through skin fear the knife
I don’t care how you wasted your life
I don”t feel anything for you
For you were the cause
Drawing from the bands 21 years’ experience, this album is set to solidify Darkest Hour’s legacy as a metal power house. Raw as all hell, musically complex, melodic, yet cutting with razor blade precision, Darkest Hour’s 9th full length record, "Godless Prophets and the Migrant Flora" is fierce and hungry for blood.
http://southernlord.com/releases/view/godless-prophets-and-the-migrant-flora
darkesthoursl.bandcamp.com/releases
http://officialdarkesthour.com
"In The Name of Us All"
To become one and the same
To erase to rebuild and reclaim
The new evolution
Humanity is bored
It”s selling for sport
And hunting for more
Creation banal nothing is new
When all that you want has already been used
I reject you in the name of us all
I should be afraid I should be ashamed yet I
When there is no joy in discovery
We hallucinate into
Psychic progression
Or is it just a set up
A monolithic realm
Spiraling tunneling down
I don’t feel anything at all
Be gone forget
Out of our heads out of this life
Worship the knife
Celebrate death with your celibate wife
Cut through skin fear the knife
I don’t care how you wasted your life
I don”t feel anything for you
For you were the cause