Lyrics Visible Unseen - Silent Planet

Visible Unseen

Speak to me in a language only Lovers can understand
Dance with me in a rhythm only Lovers can comprehend
One fist gripping defiance
Other cradling the sacred inside of our hands: Pariah
It’s the pain of becoming
Confronting what stirs within
I wanted to show you apocalypse
So you could see just how this ends as it begins
No place to rest your head
No respite for an anathema
Banished for the sin of honesty
From the citadel of little-hidden hells
Pyroglyphic: I saw Your face inside the fire
Monolithic: A dominance that dictates desire
Ultimatum: Dual damnations dichotomize me
Suffocation: Crushed beneath holy hypocrisy
This isn’t love, this is escape
Exiled into the night
Left to navigate a world that negates our needs
The Visible Unseen
You’re the weight I’ll always carry
Through a world so cold, you’ll never walk alone
We will find a place to lay our heavy heads
These lonely roads will always lead you home
Am I only flawed when I am alive?
Only your child if I live denied?
I ask of you, Benevolence, was I made just to be broken?
Our faith became a silver shield, insulated from compassion
Praising the prosperity, repressing their identity
I’ll show you hell is a place, it’s in the secrets we keep
Oh God, how those secrets keep me
This isn’t love, this is escape
This isn’t love, this is escape
Coerced conformity fixed on the dust in their eye
Forest fires rage in mine
I never thought to ask
When you said she was asleep, did you hear my disbelief?
The bitter irony, that I wait for God as she dies beside me
You’re the weight I’ll always carry
Through a world so cold, you’ll never walk alone
We will find a place to lay our heavy heads
These lonely roads will always lead you home
We found our place in the disconnect of neglect
These lonely roads will always lead you home
Until our paths converge, give me eyes to see the visible unseen
These lonely roads will always lead you home
Speak to me in a language only Lovers can understand
One fist gripping defiance
Other cradling the sacred inside of our hands