Parochial Past Resonates Songtext
von Sarcasm

Parochial Past Resonates What if in your
world of melancholy you knew that the balance of
universe is secured But would that knowledge
resonate when you are exposed to life? What if
peace you are crying for is created from the
wars that you are living And the ones you call
tyrants are created from your collective
focus? You are not up to speed with your real now,
your focus can′t avoid your old now Chaos in
your vibrational contradiction, the conditions
have your attention Moment of alignment
vouched for precious few, who focus beyond your
insanity But dissatisfied with what is,
then more of the same old will be reality The past will
unfold When close to the whispers from
agonizing past. Welcome... Did you allow extreme
contrast in your world of creation?
As you felt those pestilent winds from the past... Hell
comes... The chilling echoes of cold
menacing past The patterns of a scrutinizing mind A resistant dogmatic path amassed An indication
of where you are, your mind's left behind What if
you resonate with the knowledge that
injustice in the universe never has been Do tragedies
strike to help you focus,
as dwelling in the past repeats what you′ve seen? And what if you ask
yourself, how bliss can be assured if hell is
not experienced So you look to the past to avoid
conflicts but all of a sudden you manifested
a new war Have you ever asked why your world
keep telling you the same old tale?
Blind to what you are looking for, the progress you seek
slows down and paleIf there's such thing as
moral decline you summoned it to your vortex to
define In order to change conditions,
can you focus without attrition? But, you welcome
parochial past So enter parochial kingdom
Go welcome parochial past And perish in your
parochial kingdom