The God Awful Truth Lyrics - Fear Before The March Of Flames

The devil plays hits 

where you'd least expect 

Its cold and dark when you're buried alive 

See how it feels marching into the flames. 

Its warm and bright when you're burning alive 

The spotlights search for you as long as the dust collects here 

Lost in a cast of millions all in line before you. 

That's what the rats call eternity 

All in before you. 

No one watches anyway. 

No one watches anyway. 

Oh shit man who am I to think I won't be marching in to the flames right along with you? 

Oh shit man who am I to think I won't be here waiting in a line for hell with you? 

Voices distorted. Specks of grey 

Good looks converted. Specks of grey 

Voices distorted, good looks converted. 

Specks of grey. 

Specks of black and white 

Oh shit man who am I to think I won't be marching in to the flames right along with you?