Lyrics

The Darkest Of Skies

Chase the American dream
Work yourself to the bone
You will have it all if you worship me
Give up on your dreams
Slaves to the grind
You will have it all just before you die

Land of the free
Controlled monopoly
Freedom is not free
We suffer

The darkest of skies
Hell opens up just to take us in
We do live a lie
Hell opens up just to pulls us in
Delusion

Rushing to the mills
To earn is to survive
All of your lives controlled by me
Disposable souls
Replaceable ones
All of your lives programmed just to die

Land of the free
Controlled monopoly
Freedom is not free
We suffer

The darkest of skies
Hell opens up just to take us in
We do live a lie
Hell opens up just to pulls us in
Delusion

(Written by Gus Sinaro)