Orchid's Curse piosenki

How do you look in to a child’s eyes and lie? To protect and nurture with words you can’t believe, passed down with subconscious execution and the lust of trust. Tales of snakes and arcs and man’s fall from grace. How do you look in to their eyes and lie? To i...

For every concrete slab a story, a life, a memory. Returned to the dirt, returned to ash, returned to earth. Precious is not life, but only living and this cycle of life applies to one and all. Intelligence is no exemption to the truest of nature’s laws. So at...

Under the chapel these prayers go unanswered. Behind the alter his children bred to follow. Innocence is lost under cloak of divinity. Sinners in circumvention bowed down to their knees and face this rejection, now. Now bless this bastard child under the watch...

There is no need question or to define, if we're divine (if we’re divine). I need not find faith in clouded places, beds of racists, or war disgraces. I've been to graves, I've been enslaved, I've conquered lies we have all made. And here I'll stand, not wonde...

Work, work, work for the things I don’t need so I can buy, buy, buy all those things I can’t keep. Soul may be crippled by the powers that be and convinced I should be grateful for the opportunity. Apathy is killing us and most days I don’t care. Apathy is kil...

No more can I bestow these pragmatic days and emotionless nights. A blind culture constantly seeks to fill the void inside. A culture that seeks external for truths that lie within the I. The void some can hide, yet all synthesize. Dependence has many forms of...

Is it the leaders that should worry you? Or is it the followers? Like the docile lambs, being led to the slaughter... They’ll spout the rhetoric of bigger men, icons and false heroes, All clothed in sin for this. Rejoice. And follow this lamb. There is no sola...

We did not create these times, yet we are left with this mess. A generation faced with the collapse of a system that’s left in our idle hands. With age this angst has turned to discontent. Like a sand grain so insignificant. Why must we continue along this nar...

Why must, we cling, to the thread, beyond that of our identities Shielding our thoughts, we pretend it's okay Forget the lies and hold the disdain We chase the fate that we believe - believe that we all deserve Yet we hate, we hate the place were we h...

We are born of this womb and we will die in it’s embrace. Faded like these lines and jaded like these times. We only open our eyes when we know it’s our time to die. When we look into the skies. The buildings block the sunlight. Our heads go down and we sigh....

Words cannot express just how I feel about this life. Words can only capture just a fraction of the minds eye.