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Oblivious Scars
This is a heavier song with solid distortion guitars, but pervated with beautiful passages of intertwined flutes and 12 strings acoustic guitars
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Take charge
A total of 3 users rated on average: 4.7 stars
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» highest in charts: # 66 (81,070 songs currently listed in Metal)
» highest in sub-genre: # 10 (2,249 songs currently listed in Metal > Goth Metal) » today's position: # 1135 in Metal
» today's position in sub-genre: # 75 in Goth Metal
» highest in sub-genre: # 10 (2,249 songs currently listed in Metal > Goth Metal) » today's position: # 1135 in Metal
» today's position in sub-genre: # 75 in Goth Metal
About the song
The lyrics are about a man imprisoned in his own mind. He obsessively searches his past life of hate, love and suffering, untill he is no longer able to cope with his present life. Insanity takes control...he screams yearning for freedom forsaken.
Lyrics
Hold on hours
I believe it
To be broken
I cry for you
...for you
Why I homage truth?
Blink too deep
Forever shatterd...
I wonder, where is thy sign?
Coming in gold divine
Forlorn years in solitude
Amidst my shelter I lay
Derelict, I yearn to be sane...
Will I stand and rise again?
How can I know hell is gone?
Can I be sure that i’m alone?
Obsessed by cruelty
Is my soul now free?
Freedom...
Endless trip to hide my mind
From oblivious scars that still can shine
Held by ancient words they said to me
An infinity, that won't ever let me be myself
When am I going home (to reality)?
When am I going home (to eternity)?
When am I going home (to the real me)?
I believe it
To be broken
I cry for you
...for you
Why I homage truth?
Blink too deep
Forever shatterd...
I wonder, where is thy sign?
Coming in gold divine
Forlorn years in solitude
Amidst my shelter I lay
Derelict, I yearn to be sane...
Will I stand and rise again?
How can I know hell is gone?
Can I be sure that i’m alone?
Obsessed by cruelty
Is my soul now free?
Freedom...
Endless trip to hide my mind
From oblivious scars that still can shine
Held by ancient words they said to me
An infinity, that won't ever let me be myself
When am I going home (to reality)?
When am I going home (to eternity)?
When am I going home (to the real me)?
