Born Liminal - The Seed Orchard(2014) | Текст песни

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• The Seed Orchard(2014)

Collect what's left of us
On fields of ice and lands of glass
We are the seed orchard
We are the backup clones

A harvest to replace
A new life to embrace
An open box and we know not
If we're in or out

We are not made to last
Within walls of glass
No numbers, no names
No one to blame

Life expectancy low
Like ghosts on the snow
Forsaken, but watched
Alive, but not born

Different time and place
Without our minds erased
We could be like the ones,

That made us

They, whose faces veiled
They, whose landing failed
They, whose warped image
We reflect

Bow before me
For I made you
Die before me
You're made for me

You are like me
You can't fight me
You reflect me
Yet neglected

One life to give
One life to take
One eye in the sky to watch us

One life to grieve
One life to fake
One prey to feed the vultures

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