Adyta

The Ophidian's Tongue

Adyta


Minds have been so easily decieved 
through centuries 
The serpent's tounge inflicts your 
thoughts he takes your entity 

Indoctrinated by whispers of hatred 
Left without reason, left on your own 
Here you are, but still so far from 
Achieving what your life could have - 

Been with your freedom 
Now your forgotten, lost to belief 
Why did you take it for granted? 
You bit the apple with withered leaves 

In realms of captive fear 
Your soul will always be 

Feed the flames of freedom 
The sparkling fire, a will so supreme 
Don't let your dreams be enchanted 
Fullfill your faith now, fullfill you means 

In realms of captive fear 
Your soul will always be 
Eluded in the vision bleak 
For all eternity