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The Devil's Orphans

We embrace the select few who share our vision and reject the other stillborn forms of "entertainment" that the mainstream industry and their cronies push

The Devil's Orphans..... To embrace the dark....to shine the light......to give you that which no one else can......truth A journey through the emotions of life and death......to cry the tears of sorrow togeather..... so you are not alone in this mundane world of mainstream sheep..... The Devil's Orphans..... God doesnt beleive in us and the devil doesnt want us..... Outcast from the world of the normal......Outcast from thier dogmas thier political rallies.........thier power lunches.... The Devil's Orphans..... To play what your leaders and your parents don't want you to hear..... To put art above the dollar...... To show thier greed and how it drives them to control you...... The Devil's Orphans....... To show that man is a filthy animal compelled by greed and lust.... To shake our fists in the faces of those who ruin your world and your lives.... To rip away the facade of perception and show reality for what it is......

Song Info

Genre

Rock • Goth Rock

Charts

Peak #291

Peak in subgenre #12

Uploaded

November 11, 2009

Track Files

MP3

MP3 4.4 MB • 128 kbps • 4:46

Lyrics

every day I'm walking thru a thickening haze
melancholy footsteps on an infinite maze
I try and find my way back to the places i know
but i keep on ending up around here
as of now I am beleaguered in the gathering gloom
spectral hookah smoke is hanging thick in my room
sunset comes and kills the well lit safety of day
and i pray that i will make it thru...until..
(chours) daylight Im always praying for day light to bring me to my senses again...
insomniatic torture makes my head spin around
my brain is swimming in a stream that goes underground
a not so distant waterfall thats pulling me on
and I'm about to fall downhill
the muse that rules the night knows me by my first name
i bet she bets against me with the goddess of pain
and when the morning comes I will have no one to blame
sleep forgot to visit again
(chours)
the sharpened blade of consciousness is moving again
back and forth inside my head its cutting my brain
I can not give up u know im counting again
counting spiders on the ceiling again......