Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Foreseer, artist - Whyzdom. Album song Blind?, in the genre Классика метала
Date of issue: 29.10.2012
Record label: Scarlet
Song language: English
The Foreseer |
I’ve been raised with a blindfold over my eyes |
I’ve been denied the right to think with my own mind |
I’ve been listening to their nonsense and rhymes |
Too young too soon too pretty to say anything right |
They say: |
How do you dare to speak |
When you don’t know the words of wisdom from the past? |
How do you dare to sing |
When you don’t know the melody of life? |
How do you dare to think |
When ministers lead the holy flock of lambs? |
Now do you understand what faith is all about? |
Don’t leave me now lost in the dark |
There’s a wind that constantly |
Throws us all down on our knees |
There are nightmares spreading darkness |
In our children hearts |
There’s a bed of thorns that is waiting for me |
Each and every night |
They’ve been praising divine ignorance and lies |
Clinging to the only hope of salvation in another life |
They were telling me that I needed a guide |
While they were blind and I was the one to see the light |
They say: |
Now will you listen |
To the tiny voice in the corner of your mind? |
Now will you pay attention |
To what’s written between the lines? |
Now do you see the shadow |
Patiently waiting for you behind the light? |
Now do you understand the truth |
Hidden beneath the lies? |
Don’t let the blind show you the light |
There’s a wind that constantly |
Throws us all down on our knees |
There are nightmares spreading darkness |
In our children hearts |
There’s a bed of thorns that is waiting for me |
Each and every night |
Why don’t you ever listen |
To the words of wisdom from my mouth? |
Why don’t you ever pay care |
About what’s standing out to my own eye? |
Why don’t you ever have a doubt |
About your old beliefs and silly signs? |
Now will you dare to face |
The consequences of your lies? |
There’s a wind that constantly |
Throws us all down on our knees |
There are nightmares spreading darkness |
In our children hearts |
There’s a bed of thorns that is waiting for me |
Each and every night |