The Black Projector by Hell Militia Lyrics

Our wounds and words turned to pus and dust, time heals nothing
I wish I returned to the abortion of being when those dark hours were our glory, we were bleeding as one
Before the fall, at the apogee, the turn that waste my soul
We all can see but fear to face reality, this mask of sobriety can't hide the bitter rust
Those hours are killing me
Behind my back the grim acid eye follows my steps
The nameless conspirators unveil the black projector
The devil deals with all of us, grinning at our fail
There's never a way back, but thousands bitter days
Those hours are killing me
No
We can't escape this fucking spiral
No
We're cheating ourselves to forget
No
We can't try anymore, we're just as dead
No
We never get a chance, or maybe we forgot