A DARK ORBIT LYRICS

1. Weep To Water The Black Earth

Broken hearts and sea salt air.
Drifting through troubled waters again.
The last time our oars had a chance to take the lead.
The thunder took the back seat to the lightning
I electrified.
Coasting for an hour
I'm a failure.
Coasting for the hour that I failed her.
Now turn back.
Now turn back.
Now turn back.
My conscious yells with spit and rage.
But I move forth this damp course.
And with each inch I swear,
I swear
I'm surfacing.
The sunshine shows a path.
That I know, that I know.
The sunshine that fills the darkness.
The darkness
I electrified.
Coasting for an hour
I'm a failure.
I'm electrified.
Coasting for the hour that
I failed her.
I'm electrified.
Broken hearts and the sea salt air.
Drifting through the troubled waters again.
I'm electrified.
And the last time our oars had a chance to take the lead.
The thunder took the back seat to the lightning.
I'm electrified.

2. Surfacing

Broken hearts and sea salt air.
Drifting through troubled waters again.
The last time our oars had a chance to take the lead.
The thunder took the back seat to the lightning I electrified.
Coasting for an hour
I'm a failure.
Coasting for the hour that I failed her.
Now turn back.
Now turn back.
Now turn back.
My conscious yells with spit and rage.
But I move forth this damp course.
And with each inch
I swear,
I swear I'm surfacing.
The sunshine shows a path.
That I know, that I know.
The sunshine that fills the darkness.
The darkness I electrified.
Coasting for an hour
I'm a failure.
I'm electrified.
Coasting for the hour that
I failed her.
I'm electrified.
Broken hearts and the sea salt air.
Drifting through the troubled waters again
I'm electrified.
And the last time our oars had a chance to take the lead.
The thunder took the back seat to the lightning.
I'm electrified.

3. Alter

And on foreign sand.
I falter before the swarm.
I've justified the blame.
And broken bones in the jaws of the caves.
I've sworn the hand and quenched the parch with sweat.
The bold have raised their weapons to claim the weak
I've justified.
Born again in the the flames of the fire.
I rise.
I rise.
I'm altering.
Count on our conversation to bring us home for we are on borrowed time.
I only have one more thought to give but I've decided to call it a night.
Good bye.
I've bludgeoned minds with intellect.
Casting aside any real form of why.
This is altering our very stage of existence.
My new form will frame this new race.
With strength that will rival the masses.
Count on our conversation to bring us home for we are on borrowed time.
I only have one more thought to give but I've decided to call it a night.

4. They Rode The Heart Until It Spit Venom

This is the price you pay with blasphemy.
Death to ones you love.
What a shame.
What a shame.
They have a lot to say but they rode the heart until it spit venom.
The weight of the world is crushing.
They had a lot to say but they rode the heart until it spit venom
I've learned my lesson.
But I've learned to push on.
It's the bite of the serpent's tongue.
That keeps us in submission.
I'm a product of this new world.
That the government wants sheltered.
Don't dare me to speak up.
Don't tempt me to speak out.
Speak the truth.
The weight of the world has caused us poison
The government wants our image stripped down.
The government wants us sheltered from the truth.
From the truth.
And it's a fine day to fight without a lesson.
And it's a fine day to fight.
It'll be when everything is fine.
And it's a fine day to fight now listen
This moments in sight.
It's the bite of the serpent's tongue.
That keeps us in submission.
I'm a product of this new world.
That the government wants sheltered.
Don't dare me to speak up.
Don't tempt me to speak out.
To speak the truth.
The weight of the world has caused us poison.
The government wants our image stripped down.
The government wants us sheltered from the truth.
From the truth.
This day, it is, our last walk.
I'm mere flesh and bone but you'll operate trust.
But you've gone again and gone again and socially raped us.
Gouging with the hopeless sword you speak.
The blood you'll find will be bleeding forever.
I don't care how this has to end.
But I'll unleash when I spit my venom

5. Wavering

The ground shakes as the soil turns gray.
My response lies in this world in decay.
Our weapons launched for targets that won't sway.
Drain this earth and remove its heart from its curse.
And feed me on the broken because society has ridden of the reward for succeeding.
We as humans just sway in the wind that the world creates in remembrance.
Today is ruptured and tomorrow is rapture.
Memories of the past seem like the greater gift
Like the greater gift of the unknown future.
Like stones.
Phantoms remain inside the tomb.
Shifting and wavering.
Reconstruction is in order.
A rehash to a system left to burn on autopilot.
As the owner detonates the ship from the comfort of his home.
As his ideas are set on self destruct.
Like stones.
Phantoms remain inside the tomb.
Shifting and wavering.
Remove your sheet and show them the haunt you bleed.
Remark anything of value because you own nothing.
A pawn who's dismissive move is to lay down and rot.
A phantom in broad daylight who looks the same as the drones bred after creation.
Invisible.
Invisible.
Invisible.
Don't think you can change it because you will be stopped at the gate.
Just turn around with an eye upon your back.
And instill your thoughts to the hearts, hearts of the black.
Illumination engagement of the dark days between us.
I've spoken my mind just enough for you to take notice.
And my words embed themselves in your conscience.
I glow from the distance.
I grow.

6. Haunted Error

This plague has now arrived.
And this barrier
I held once strong is in demise.
Infested with a tarnish that bleeds the light blood red and volatile.
I've left my outer shine on the banks of the deepest black sea.
All the tides bring me under and change my whole inner being.
Now the violence is in me.
They've stalked, they've found this haunting in me.
It's wrong, but I cauterize with fire.
It's wrong, but I cauterize with fire, with fire.
And I know that inside there's a lot of gold undenied.
The black of their spines and the wires are connected to the subdermal lines.
That run along the iron-casted frame of a pathetic swine I've long advised.
This broken identity no longer accepts the hand that feeds.
But it's amazing the first steps alone are oxidizing.
And I've said I've known that they calm the black away.
Resist.
Running after us...
No reason at all, no reason at all.
The chase is on.
Blame knows no sorrow.
Command the heart song.
No man alive.
Can erase all.
Broken, entwined.
He remains small.
Losing the fight.
Appearance off.
Charging the wall.
Humans erase the robotic flawed.
I am the machine in the ocean you swim.
I use all your efforts to pollute population.
Stand up all flaws and expose your inner walls.
Display your guts to throw caution to the ghosts of our sun.
There's an error in this horrible machine.
There's an error in this robotic haunting.
There's an error in this horrible machine.
There's an error in this robotic spawning.
This describes our catastrophic extinction.
This is all, it is all a plague of this world and I will, I will take it all back.
There's an error in this horrible machine.
There's an error in this robotic haunting.
Every...
There's an error in this horrible machine.
There's an error in this robotic spawning.
Everything...
There's an error in this horrible machine.
There's an error in this robotic haunting.
Everything is...
There's an error in this horrible machine.
There's an error in this robotic spawning.
Everything is crash...
There's an error in this horrible machine.
There's an error in this robotic haunting.
Everything is crashing...
There's an error in this horrible machine.
There's an error in this robotic spawning.
Everything is crashing it down!

7. Death Cult Philosophy

The corrupt have rusted lines of communication.
Our ghosts are now the reason we tamper in the dark arts.
An intrigue to follow through with the broken souls has brought us all to the brink of destruction, blood and burials.
The age of a different vision is on the verge of a heightened consumption.
Knives, blood, death in us all, poison controlling our steps and our falls.
This philosophy has become the standard.
Choking us with words from the blames we've ingested.
The danger of all the choices that
I've been forced to ignite the deadened coals are rekindled in the heart spark.
Blankets and the cloaks of darkened confusion block all the rational thoughts that flow inside the veins of the innocent ones.
Refusal to take the evil hand of regret is all but challenging.
Knives, blood, death in us all, poison controlling our steps and our falls.
This philosophy has become the standard.
Choking us with words from the blames we've ingested.
This curse is our firewall.
Knives, blood, death in us all, poison controlling our steps and our falls.
Knives, blood, death in us all, poison controlling our steps and our falls.
This philosophy has become the standard.
Choking us with words and the blames we've ingested.
Death cult tides rising in me.
The tide envelopes us all.
Surprised, surprising everyone.

8. Lore Of Ocean

Legends exist for the primitive ones.
That only commit for a fraction of some.
Don't let the space between my head disappear.
Darkness drapes like a veil.
And no longer heats the hearts, hearts of the pale.
It's all become news to me.
I've never seen this kind of death in the breeze.
It's all become news to me.
I've only seen this kind of death in a dream.
The pages of the water will turn.
Over, and over.
It's all become news to me.
I've never seen this kind of death in the breeze.
It's all become news to me.
I've only seen this kind of death in a dream.
In the ocean it will burn.
Don't let the space between my head disappear.
Darkness drapes like a veil.
And no longer heats the hearts of the men who bleed out and away, but soldier forward.
And never give up oceans or seas.
But they only drift in currents of gasoline.
Igniting the waves eternally.
But remember the lore remains.
But remember water folds me underground.
I cannot breathe this pain, this.
I cannot breathe these waves, waves.
These waves, these waves.
These waves.
I drown in my soul.
I will take it all in.
From the bottom the waves look like clouds.
It's a shame there's a hell that I'm gonna know.

9. Pretty Guts

The stares became endless.
Who led the daggers to your eyes.
There'll be nowhere to hide.
With flesh falling from us.
Exposing just who we are.
Our bones will speak.
There'll be nowhere to hide.
Where ash falls.
The sky will follow.
If blood pours.
Our eyes will swallow it all.
As long as I'm able to see the sun rise.
I can one last time burn that vision into my mind.
Such a beautiful grave that you'll find lost inside.

10. Zombiehawk

Cave-ins could only save us from the introverted ones but beware the black shine of the inverted suns.
I've walked miles with all these burns upon my skin, but my flesh is still desired amongst the sin.
If that's the way that you want it I'll be your Christ.
Crucify me to be denied and live your lie.
There will be an uprising and we will wash them all to the depths of hell.
I do what I do to survive it.
Cave-ins could only save us from the introverted ones but beware the black shine of the inverted suns.
If that's the way that you want it I'll be your Christ.
Crucify me to be denied and live your lie.
Raise all the flags that you follow.
They can't see them from the valley of the shadows.
Nothing is sacred anymore.
Just when the world began to heal its wounds.
There comes the savage of the scavenger.
With jaws open and his poisonous teeth in tow.
Where in the world is the zombiehawk?
If only they could hear our calls.
There will be an uprising and we will wash them all to the depths of the circles of hell.
Where in the world is the zombiehawk?

11. Floating Intact

Hello world.
My phantom limbs retract with a wave.
I know this subconscious state is the only place where I can relate.
A holocaust of camouflage.
With light infused from the skies above.
As I view the cities burn without flames.
I'm a weapon that remains disengaged.
With my body whole
I'll float here for days.
With my body whole
I'll float here for days.
Refound I try to turn back time.
Subconsciously I start to socialize.
Believe it or not I'm my own enemy.
Raise a knife to my throat.
And let it all go.
Now wrestle God and take the thrown to the ground said the Devil with a bladed tongue.
So sharp was the bite that I forgot to unexpose the porcelain throat.
Direction is lost.
Our compass is rusted shut.
Direction is lost.
Deception is the poison brought for us.
Now how I've started to go insane .
I float here for days as my limbs will flail and grasp for the air to command response.
Banging on the walls of death.
I'd let myself in but
I care to live.
But I can't tune in.
Hello world.
My phantom limbs retract with a wave.
I know this subconscious state is...
Banging on the walls of death.
I'd let myself in but
I care to live.
But I can't tune in.

12. Proper Skin

The swell from the storm has broken up the day.
The channel, a connection point has let us all ride the wave.
It's so corrosive of a trip that our suits, they begin to fray.
If only we had the right amount of proper skin.
We'd become the immortal founders of the land.
The confidence of our minds are going numb.
As shadows are the demons that shade us from the sun.
But the broken are here, admitting their flaws once again.
So don't deny them the passage of their worth.
For tomorrow will bring us to the edge of the earth.
Don't fall in.
No oxygen.
The walls are closing in.
I'm broken.
Limbs shortened.
Remaining a blueprint.
Removing the lines of skeleton walls.
Forming bridges from our bones.
As our shelters from our lives.
Begin their crumble to the ground.
As the dust from our soul.
Blocks our vision from the glow.
We die as we cower.
Unless we rise from our ash and we grow.
Never mind what I told you.
Rebuild.
Regroup.
Destroy them all.
Resting up from the storm, all our proper skin has been worn.

13. Horrible Mud

I'm standing here and it's lonely by myself.
Those precious days of autumn coasting in and out of my memories are stale.
The forecasted storms have broken through the gates.
The blood runs from our tongues as we sit and wait.
And wait out the plague.
Wait out the plague.
This is horrible.
I spin and wonder.
I spin as
I wander.
Where is she?
Where is he?
I've gone far beyond stars and the seams.
Far is only as my eyes can see.
Tonight the trail dies.
Don't think a moment goes by that I don't try.
I feel the light will slide with everyone around me.
I feel the only time that
I'm alive is when we all collide.
I'm beyond alone.
This is horrible.
Death is creeping in.
I'm so far away that
I'm beyond the grave.
This is horrible.
Death is creeping in.
I'm so far away that
I'm just a vision.
This is horrible.
The forecasted storms have broken through the gates.
The blood runs from our tongues as we sit and wait.
And wait out the plague.
Wait out the plague.
The forecasted storms have broken through the gates.
The blood runs from our tongues as we sit and wait.
As we sit and wait.
And everybody wants me to bleed.
Those promises you have given me.
And everybody wants me to bleed.
My arteries scream.
As our skin is melting from our bones.
And everyone is running into the streets.
And it is hopeless now.
It is hopeless now.
But then again
I've never felt so free.

14. New Age Sinkhole

The broken barrier encrypts the message like a barricade. I can only hope this code shows its soul. Before the wind has swept us away.

15. The Golden Purpose

But I still have my whit.
And I plan to connive and make my presence known.
Your throat constricts.
Like speech was never ever sewn.
I still see the difference in her.
I still see the difference in her.
While choking back the tears.
Her life remains the same.
As the knife cuts ear from ear.
But the blood has sprayed the path red.
With the purpose to murder us all.
If I only I had one last day.
I would have removed the head from the evil one.
And posted it to warn his clan.
Step foot on us all and breathe your last breath.
I warn you with ink.
Removed only with everlasting rest and death sleep.
But I still have my whit.
And I plan to connive and make my presence known.
Your throat constricts.
Like speech was never ever sewn.
I still see the difference in her.
I still see the difference in her.
While choking back the tears.
Her life remains the same.
As the knife cuts ear from ear.
I would have removed the head from the evil one.
And posted it to warn his clan.
Step foot on us all and breathe your last breath.
I warn you with ink.
I warn you with ink.
My head, bound and tied.
Blade raised for my voice.
This stage of our life.
We're told make our choice.
The air full of lies.
Blame our ways of hope.
With hate I will rise.
My hands on your throat closed.
But the blood has sprayed the path red.
With the purpose to murder us all.
If I only had one last day.
I would have removed the head of the evil one.
I would have removed the head from the evil one.
And posted it to warn his clan.
Step foot on us all and breathe your last breath.
I warn you with ink.
I warn you with ink.
Bones singeing as you burn us all.
I'm hiding the shame.
I'm hiding the shame from the blinded one.
Sacrifice me.
I'll do anything just to live again.
Say it now
The golden purpose stands.







A DARK ORBIT LYRICS