Our Soberian Kinship Songtext
von Fuel Eater
Our Soberian Kinship Songtext
When the shades around you′re spinning
And the grass it breathes and whispers
Something subliminal
In the purple of your distance
In the sea of talking fishes
And the walls of smiling trees
All we sing and anticipate
When our thoughts will turn to matter
Like a color bomb collision
In the shade of vibrant clouds
Under a sky to end all reason
Dressed in ethereal gowns
Unwind in the horizon
River deep or mountain high
From the wisdom of Urizen
To the morrow of Thiriel
I don't want it be said
We never end in circle
Strange fruit of compassion
Purple hearts of gold
Pandora′s box of passion
Remade tales of old
Like a color bomb collision
In the shade of vibrant clouds
Under a sky to end all reason
Dressed in ethereal gowns
Unwind in the horizon
River deep or mountain high
From the wisdom of Urizen
To the morrow of Thiriel
I don't want it be said
We never end in circle
Strange fruit of compassion
Purple hearts of gold
Pandora's box of passion
Remade tales of old
Under the rainbow we will grow
Find our place under the snow
All that you see is what you know
It′s coming to get you
Take my hand or let me go
Every fear you will bestow
What you reap is what you sow
We′ll never forget you
Under the rainbow we will grow
Find our place under the snow
All that you see is what you know
It's coming to get you
Take my hand or let me go
Every fear you will bestow
What you reap is what you sow
We′ll never forget you
And the grass it breathes and whispers
Something subliminal
In the purple of your distance
In the sea of talking fishes
And the walls of smiling trees
All we sing and anticipate
When our thoughts will turn to matter
Like a color bomb collision
In the shade of vibrant clouds
Under a sky to end all reason
Dressed in ethereal gowns
Unwind in the horizon
River deep or mountain high
From the wisdom of Urizen
To the morrow of Thiriel
I don't want it be said
We never end in circle
Strange fruit of compassion
Purple hearts of gold
Pandora′s box of passion
Remade tales of old
Like a color bomb collision
In the shade of vibrant clouds
Under a sky to end all reason
Dressed in ethereal gowns
Unwind in the horizon
River deep or mountain high
From the wisdom of Urizen
To the morrow of Thiriel
I don't want it be said
We never end in circle
Strange fruit of compassion
Purple hearts of gold
Pandora's box of passion
Remade tales of old
Under the rainbow we will grow
Find our place under the snow
All that you see is what you know
It′s coming to get you
Take my hand or let me go
Every fear you will bestow
What you reap is what you sow
We′ll never forget you
Under the rainbow we will grow
Find our place under the snow
All that you see is what you know
It's coming to get you
Take my hand or let me go
Every fear you will bestow
What you reap is what you sow
We′ll never forget you
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