O.R.B.

The Astral Dominance

O.R.B.


I've been brought down 
On my weary knees 
They've put words on my tongue 
So what am I to believe 

Dark thoughts roaming 
Around my tired mind 
At the stars I'm gazing 
Searching through space and time 

Chorus 
Into the coil i'm Swirling 
I fall in emptiness 
Forgetting 

The lost search Of all meanings 
I feel the coldness 
Forgetting 

Solitude and isolation 
I am hiding from reality 
Martyr by imolation 
It's a choice of no mercy 

We're not just flesh 
We're beings of brilliance 
Will your life be godless 
To the astral dominance? 

Is there an answer? 
Lost in an intense moment 
Far from all hours 
All that is left are torments.