Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Echoes, artist - Undying. Album song The Whispered Lies Of Angels, in the genre Метал
Date of issue: 19.05.2000
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Good Life
Song language: English
Echoes |
Echoes of mesopotamia |
A whispered disease that left us on knees too weak to stand |
Upon this empire nature’s purity revealed |
Wave the sword of science, keep the truth concealed |
We are the ten thousand year reich — with us let it end |
To the sands of time that lent destruction a hand |
Let harmful ways amend |
For the path has been chosen, the damage is done |
But our culture continues it’s course |
Sip poisoned wine from the chalice of one culture’s way |
Down the highways of progress we’ve paved |
Crosses stand erect where death won the day |
And we prayed our mortal souls to save |
When one does not see what one does not see |
One does not even see one is blind |
Do we choose to close our eyes |
Or is it the veil is so stained |
By the treasons of our humanity |
That we’re helpless of knowing new ways? |
A tender hush lulls us to sleep |
Our hope lies shattered like broken glass |
March upon hollow dreams |
Take me back to an unseen past |
And cleanse our minds wrecked by time |
Listen, can you hear them? |
It’s such comfort knowing they are there |
Looking over our every move |
And guiding us in the right direction |
Without them what would we be |
But lost souls trapped in an untamed jungle? |
What would we be |
But a species undeserving of our proper place? |
Without this civilization |
Our way of thinking, our way of life |
What would we be? |
What kind of lives would we be living? |
What would we do and where would our paths take us |
Without the whispered lies of angels… |
Death to the wisdom of the ancients |
Five hundred generations — now it seems we are forever lost |
Like priests cloaked in dominion’s robes |
Cut up, control, shape this world in a better way |
You’ve staked your claim so dance in the flames… |
… While we fight to write our names |
On the walls of this world going down |
What are we fighting for? |
Whose world are you fighting for? |
If ours is the voice that knows only silence |
Then to whom should we turn for recourse? |