Orias
Left Hand Path
March to the beat of hearts
Desperate and searching
Darkness drooling
Spears glistening with the thick liquor of life's essence
Pouring slowly
Down the drain of being
Only one thing can be certain
We are as good as dead
But lets learn a lesson
A voice will resound
With an echo more quant than text
If you are true and not just a word
Spilling over
The bucket is getting full
The ultimate sensation
Is reaching the top, to prevail as our own
The ultimate sensation
To live to kill
And kill again
Is a test against time
Its a test against being
And morality
A pack mentality
Useful for all arts of war
Who is the alpha
Who is the wolf
Where is the boy that will cry falseness
To our coming on stage?
The village won't be scared
As they see no threat
But to face the fist of man
One will feel every emotion, anxiety to the ultimate
Even amongst the pack
There will be fear
There will be joy
And there will playfulness
Desperate and searching
Darkness drooling
Spears glistening with the thick liquor of life's essence
Pouring slowly
Down the drain of being
Only one thing can be certain
We are as good as dead
But lets learn a lesson
A voice will resound
With an echo more quant than text
If you are true and not just a word
Spilling over
The bucket is getting full
The ultimate sensation
Is reaching the top, to prevail as our own
The ultimate sensation
To live to kill
And kill again
Is a test against time
Its a test against being
And morality
A pack mentality
Useful for all arts of war
Who is the alpha
Who is the wolf
Where is the boy that will cry falseness
To our coming on stage?
The village won't be scared
As they see no threat
But to face the fist of man
One will feel every emotion, anxiety to the ultimate
Even amongst the pack
There will be fear
There will be joy
And there will playfulness