The Day The Sky Turned Black Songtext

murderous gambles, a time for wine rejected

somehow eclipsed by a false sense of security insurrection traded for purity

what did i do?

white to black to red to white

so many struggles to count

have i ever collected silver

is forgiveness still mine?

will our scars become beautiful again

from when we were young: crowned with mockery

have you ever spit on purple wool?
on top of skulls

between two thieves

can i have you?

you are the glory

"it was the ninth hour"