I can be wrong, I can be wrong but something lies the astral skies, can't get these pictures off my mind smoking sunshine, can't get my feet back on
and now I fly closer a million miles ahead and I keep falling, all over the day slides like an orange glow in hell but I can't tell and you're near now
I heard you're talking of innocense and self control and all these reasons you're dying of fear for an eye and a reach out as falling becomes part of
I never thought I could lose you I never thought it could come I never heard of confusion head down with a hole in my heart and now I'm head down, down
They journey back in time To destroy the orb Rape the virgin's mind Seeding imminent verve Of this extinct future race In their symbiotic Eden Raped by an orb
blots shower the neck Rubbery tubes appear from nostrils Rejected gush abandons tonsils Eager greyish fingers Tightening the straps Surgical orb
You are the perfect drug The perfect drug The perfect drug Drug Drug Take me with you Take me with you
[Instrumental] "Upon the forsaken world of Acheron, the Archer is exiled from his tribe. In his solitary wanderings, he makes a singular discovery within
Going down now The mountain screamed three times today I guess it thought it'd like to play How much does one have to pay To fry a peak and melt away
The lyrics are in french, performed by Caroluna (The song, "Codes" includes "Not of this World" © 2008 by Caroluna, composer and singer ) Here is the
Over the past few years To the traditional sounds of the English summer [Incomprehensible] [Incomprehensible] What were the skies like when you were
Did you ever get the felling you're being followed? Are you not familiar with the Revelations of St.John The final book of the Bible, prophesied the
Tree grow to new dimensions Leaves fall further than before TV's blare with the sound of confusion Music keeps playing about illusions There are so many
Walking the dying orb of man An empty path, blinded: fear Unable to speak the tongue of wrath Deaf to words not spoken in crowd Nameless centuries Still
Nobody Gives A Damn And Neither Do I, That's The Way It Goes And That's The Way We Die !! Feel The Sparks In The Night My Baby, Slip Into The Heat I
The Orb Of Uncreation!... For light years, the sphere of beauty travels the lives, in it=B9s = void drained behind for unknown spaces the sphere. I=B9