Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song The Unlocking , by - Dodheimsgard. Song from the album A Umbra Omega, in the genre Release date: 15.03.2015
Record label: Peaceville
Song language: English
The Unlocking |
| Weapons of mass-hypnosis |
| Alert resistant failure |
| Proudly gifted with skills |
| Of indoctrination |
| Close your eyes and follow me |
| And I will show you |
| Where to search and how to die |
| Hiding in glamorous smite |
| Provided at ground zero |
| A frozen echo unborn |
| Between worlds so deep they |
| Cannot be reached |
| In ancient urge, pretend or fly |
| Still your smile remains a fraud |
| I hail those whose pulse beats free |
| When strong in strangulation |
| Too far a journey |
| To hold the mask in three |
| Sessions for credible superior scorn |
| Your mind astray see only hope |
| In what to taste and touch |
| Come and take your place beside me |
| And clarity of vision will emerge |
| With weapons of mass-crises |
| Bewildered thoughts succeed |
| When basic fear reigns sublime |
| My heart in heaven, my soul in hell |
| What and who to follow |
| Some dead man’s division |
| Or lessons learned in cruelty? |
| Hollow heart, subsiding soul |
| Unhinged devastation exhumed |
| Take control when |
| Bottom-floor cracks |
| Unlocking hell’s prison |
| Hollow heart, subsiding soul |
| Unhinged devastation exhumed |
| Take control when |
| Bottom-floor cracks |
| Unlocking hell’s prison |
| Impermanent state contaminated |
| Inferior fool dement |
| Significant woe given |
| Infectious blood brewing |
| Destination agony |
| Gathering every sign |
| Capable of killing |
| A prosperous potent instinct |
| In willfulness like that |
| No answers are needed |
| As uncertainty becomes |
| The singularity |
| From this day on |
| Trapped and screaming |
| You will forever remain |
| As lost and drained as completely |
| Fulfilled |
| Take me there |
| To snare in attack at those |
| Molded in frames of suffering |
| Only to realise death |
| I hail those whose pulse beats free |
| When strong in strangulation |
| Too far a journey |
| To hold the mask in three |
| Sessions for credible superior scorn |