Warhammer 40k Little Dark Age (ultimate version)

Breathing in the dark, lying on its side The ruins of the day painted with a scar And the more I straighten out, the less it wants to try The feelings start to rot, one wink at a time Oh-oh, forgiving who you are, for what you stand to gain Just know that if you hide, it doesn’t go away When you get out of bed, don’t end up stranded Horrified with each stone on the stage, my little dark age Picking through the cards, knowing what’s nearby The carvings on the face say they find it hard And the engine’s failed again, all limits of disguise The humor’s not the same, coming from denial Oh-oh, I grieve in stereo, the stereo sounds strange I know that if you hide, it doesn’t go away If you get out of bed and find me standing all alone Open-eyed, burn the page, my little dark age I grieve in stereo, the stereo sounds strange You know that if it hides, it doesn’t go away If I get out of bed, you’ll see me standing all alone Horri