Song | Born of the Ground |
Artist | Tacere |
Album | Beautiful Darkness |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
Behind this veil of lies, among this squalor | |
Amid tears, I cry out, I know the truth | |
From my ghastly haven I watch the nightly sky | |
The crescent's eerie moonlight cloaks my livid face | |
Look at these chantries | |
With immense harness of ones fear | |
They obfuscate the truth | |
They think our eccentricity is detrimental | |
This decadent system disdains us as pariahs | |
Now we want to bestow our arcane knowledge | |
Now listen to these words and revel in pride | |
We've got to draw in | |
Those protean truths, they are all lies | |
This age-old knowledge will free us: | |
Out of this world we all came – Not from heavens | |
We belong to the ground – From dust to dust art we | |
All the nature is our mire – She shall not deceive | |
We are the existence – And the existence is us | |
Out of this world we all came – Not from heavens | |
We belong to the ground – From dust to dust art we | |
All the nature is our mire – She shall not deceive | |
We are the existence – And the existence is us |
Behind this veil of lies, among this squalor | |
Amid tears, I cry out, I know the truth | |
From my ghastly haven I watch the nightly sky | |
The crescent' s eerie moonlight cloaks my livid face | |
Look at these chantries | |
With immense harness of ones fear | |
They obfuscate the truth | |
They think our eccentricity is detrimental | |
This decadent system disdains us as pariahs | |
Now we want to bestow our arcane knowledge | |
Now listen to these words and revel in pride | |
We' ve got to draw in | |
Those protean truths, they are all lies | |
This ageold knowledge will free us: | |
Out of this world we all came Not from heavens | |
We belong to the ground From dust to dust art we | |
All the nature is our mire She shall not deceive | |
We are the existence And the existence is us | |
Out of this world we all came Not from heavens | |
We belong to the ground From dust to dust art we | |
All the nature is our mire She shall not deceive | |
We are the existence And the existence is us |
Behind this veil of lies, among this squalor | |
Amid tears, I cry out, I know the truth | |
From my ghastly haven I watch the nightly sky | |
The crescent' s eerie moonlight cloaks my livid face | |
Look at these chantries | |
With immense harness of ones fear | |
They obfuscate the truth | |
They think our eccentricity is detrimental | |
This decadent system disdains us as pariahs | |
Now we want to bestow our arcane knowledge | |
Now listen to these words and revel in pride | |
We' ve got to draw in | |
Those protean truths, they are all lies | |
This ageold knowledge will free us: | |
Out of this world we all came Not from heavens | |
We belong to the ground From dust to dust art we | |
All the nature is our mire She shall not deceive | |
We are the existence And the existence is us | |
Out of this world we all came Not from heavens | |
We belong to the ground From dust to dust art we | |
All the nature is our mire She shall not deceive | |
We are the existence And the existence is us |