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Echoes Lyrics - Singles - Undying

echoes of mesopotamia 

a whispered disease that left us on knees too weak to stand 

upon this empire nature's purity revealed 

wave the sword of science, keep the truth concealed 

we are the ten thousand year reich - with us let it end 

to the sands of time that lent destruction a hand 

let harmful ways amend 

for the path has been chosen, the damage is done 

but our culture continues its course 

 

sip poisoned wine from the chalice of one culture's way 

down the highways of progress we've paved 

crosses stand erect where death won the day 

and we prayed our mortal souls to save 

 

when one does not see what one does not see 

one does not even see one is blind 

 

do we choose to close our eyes 

or is it the veil is so stained 

by the treasons of our humanity 

that we're helpless of knowing new ways? 

 

a tender hush lulls us to sleep 

our hope lies shattered like broken glass 

march upon hollow dreams 

take me back to an unseen past, 

and cleanse our minds wrecked by time 

 

listen, can you hear them? 

it's such comfort knowing they are there 

looking over our every move, 

and guiding us in the right direction 

without them what would we be 

but lost souls trapped in an untamed jungle? 

what would we be 

but a species undeserving of our proper place? 

without this civilization 

our way of thinking, our way of life, 

what would we be? 

what kind of lives would we be living? 

what would we do and where would our paths take us 

without the whispered lies of angels... 

 

death to the wisdom of the ancients 

five hundred generations - now it seems we are forever lost 

like priests cloaked in dominion's robes 

cut up, control, shape this world in a better way 

you've staked your claim so dance in the flames... 

 

...while we fight to write our names. 

on the walls of this world going down 

what are we fighting for? whose world are you fighting for? 

if ours is the voice that knows only silence 

then to whom should we turn for recourse?