Our Darkest Hour - The Insyderz

It’s in our Darkest Hour

When we stand alone

When the burning in your gut

Has you chilled to the bone

It’s in our darkest hour

When we feel the pain

And the weight of the world’s

Pouring down like rain

It’s in our darkest hour

When you’re in Death’s grip

And his cold dead hand

Takes a hold of your wrist

It’s in our darkest hour

When all hope seems gone

And that lonely road is

Way too long

And we scream

And we cry

And we bleed our fears dry

And we wretch

And we Fight

For our last breath of life

It’s in that darkest hour

When we stumble to our feet

And our dormant heart

Finally starts to beat

It’s in that darkest hour

We see the sun the come up

And a brand new fire

Burns deep in our lungs

It’s in that finest hour

We see it all comes clear

When we that thought you were gone

But you were always right there

It’s in that finest hour

When our blood runs true

And every fiber of our soul

Cries out to you