Afterlight - Clayhill

When the dust to settle, will you make it back

Our days were numbered, our days were wrapped

We fall and we lost, there into the night

Today’s darkest cloud was yesterday’s light

We must’ve spiralled out of control

Suffer and glory, rage in my skull

All we’ve become to make it seem right

Today’s darkest cloud was yesterday’s light

When the pain will vanish, will you make it home

Our days were squandered, our days were sunk

Attenders of madness, fell from great heights

Today’s darkest cloud was yesterday’s light

We must’ve spiralled out of control

Suffer and glory, rage in my skull

All we’ve become to make it seem right

Today’s darkest cloud was yesterday’s light

Yesterday’s light

Afterlight