Beheaded Lyrics - Summer Of Darkness - Demon Hunter

In the never-ending circle 

Where the powerless meet 

There grows a struggle from the burden 

Of sustaining defeat 

In the face of every coward 

Lies the blindest of hate 

And in the eyes of a sharpened image of the damage they made 

You look at me to bear the burden of the suffering past 

It wasn't me behind the veil of a heartless mask 

And where were you the day that everybody cursed your name? 

You were the distant voice of pride 

That never stood the shame 

The weak of the mind will use fist 

And the fist of the frail will bring gun 

The loudest of guns provoke bombs 

And in wrath he will chase until it's done 

Your history is dead 

Dead wrong 

Dead, dead wrong 

Philosophy is wrong 

Dead wrong 

Dead, dead wrong 

Within the mind of modern culture 

There's an idle cog 

It is the section of humanity that never forgot 

And in the midst of moving foward we have given the right 

To let the wolves attack the sheep and bury guilt inside 

I won't forget the twisted picture of the filth that we were 

Or disregard the faded voices of the people we hurt 

But I was never pulling triggers or degrading your face 

Don't look at me to give the reason for the pain that you trace 

Your history is dead 

Dead wrong 

Dead, dead wrong 

Philosophy is wrong 

Dead wrong 

Dead, dead wrong 

The scars outlive the pain 

Reflections will remain 

The scars outlive the pain 

Your sickness will remain 

Dead, dead wrong