Blood Orchid (исполнитель: Netherbird)
Black cityscape Towering… Stone fangs tearing at the sky Putrid tears fall Black horrorscape Ghosts line these avenues These streets are trenches Ugly are these scars …and filled with rats they are Filled with rats they are! There are choirs, a ghost vesper for hope Like whispers beyond the roaring machinery So few the flowers in these gardens [bad word] Nested they rest ‘neath the carpet of dust I stand to watch the leaving birds spread their wings They will leave high above the chaos, high above everything While I hide deep within my flesh fortress under siege Where neither teachings nor syringes can reach There must be beauty beyond [bad word] city where we’re confined There must be another meaning, greater than all their [bad word] I’ve chosen another path, walking away from the strains of life search for the blood orchid in [bad word] gardens of mankind Autumn clutched in the earthen arms of summer’s growth Beneath the canopy of warmth Where stars beacons the weary and small Yet every garden bear the witness [bad word] fall Few are the flowers in the gardens of man In these sparkling gutters of neon Babylon Ghost dance amongst the fortunate whores Scared and maimed the pale stumble on… Blood Orchid There must be beauty beyond [bad word] city where we’re confined Blood Orchid There must be another meaning, greater than all their [bad word] Blood Orchid I’ve chosen another path, walking away from the strains of life Blood Orchid search for you in [bad word] gardens of mankind I stand to watch the leaving birds spread their wings They will leave high above the chaos, high above everything While I hide deep within my flesh fortress under siege Where neither teachings nor syringes can reach There must be beauty beyond [bad word] city where we’re confined There must be another meaning, greater than all their [bad word] I’ve chosen another path, walking away from the strains of life search for the Blood Orchid in [bad word] gardens of mankind Blood Orchid Blood Orchid