Thee Orakle

Unexpectable Conformity

Thee Orakle


Open words to this conflict
Fly away through thee
Speak of doubts and fear
In darkness all lies appear
Alchemy triumph
Grab on the shadow
I'm hiding from something

Run away
Come away
Fly away
With me now!

I'm hiding
From something
Grab on...
My shadow

Here I am world
My soul is running on the street
Naked in my own being
Calling for me
Ready to commit sin
Hands through my shadow
I'm hiding from something