Lyrics The King - The Chariot

The King

Dark days
Dark days come
Take chance escape
Wretched
Man, I’ve been so bad
Dark days come
But they have something real
Violent justice
I’ll be honest in a bit
We only fit in the love of faith
We’ve sung
Your wrath
The distance is big
You last
But not ever again
We’ve sung
Your wrath
Distance is big
You last
But nothing will end
Never, never, never, never
Never, never, never, never
Holy prophet
Please let all of us in
No peace
I’ve sent out to rest in the bay
Maybe it’s not as clear as you think
Feeding the words
Feeding the words that they want
It’s time, it’s time
We cannot escape
And dark days have come
And you’re not awake
My God, holy
My stomach empty, yea
Holy, my soul
Dark days, dark days
This is the
Our love is nothing without
My heart, your lips
Shake in our boots
This language is dead
(This language is dead)
This language is dead
(This language is dead)
This language, dead
(This language is dead)