Morbid Orbit

    • Morbid Orbit

      Sodele, "Morbid Orbit" ist endlich abgeschlossen *smile* Freu mich wie immer über eure zwei Kommentare ;) [mode;cynic=off]


      Morbid Orbit
      (Inspired by the funny thing so many people call reality)
      (Written aside of those who don't care)
      (Played to those who didn't listen)
      (Sent out to find someone who is able to awake me)
      (Dedicated to someone who will understand)

      I need the truth
      Were you really there
      Or was it everything a dream?

      And I need you
      Noone pretended life was fair
      And there is nothing as it seems

      Was it all just a sharade
      For us it's not yet time to go
      Nothing ever is too late
      For there is so much we don't know
      God won't drop in to say hello


      All I think of, all I feel
      Is this dimension isn't real
      All I feel and all I know
      I can't tell who's a friend or foe
      All I know and all I see
      Is karma kills so tenderly
      I live a life I won't regret
      A morbid orbit in my head


      I don't know why
      It hurts to have these thoughts
      But somehow it's all this clear

      Our only chance
      Is to open up the doors
      As there was nothing left to fear

      I'll be there when you're alone
      To smooth your path into the light
      The inner demons overthrown
      Now tell me ain't this worth a fight
      God won't drop in to make it right


      They're not looking, neverfound
      They fall down and don't make a sound
      The countless people on the floor
      They don't know what they're dying for
      Worlds are broken, worlds arise
      My memories keep them alive
      They spilled the blood and broke the bread
      A morbid orbit in my head


      Don't break the promises you signed
      As you know it's all a state of mind
      Maybe there's only you and me
      We look around and don't like what we see

      The countless people on the floor
      They don't know what they're dying for
      There's only one gift I can give
      That you may know for what we live


      I don't know where we come from
      I don't know where we're going to
      And if you ask me who we are
      I find I haven't got a clue

      Your eyes ain't made oft glass
      Your heart ain't made of steel
      The only thing that's wrong
      You feel reality ain't real

      You feel the other people
      They walk through life so deaf and blind
      And no apostasy is done
      So noone ever gets unwind

      They live their biased life
      They keep condemning you
      You know they haven't got a clue
      You know they haven't got a clue


      One day, we'll open up the door
      The one that you've been looking for
      There will be nothing left behind
      The demons died inside your mind
      One day, it all will be okay
      The thoughts to think, the words to say
      The shadows underneath your bed
      The morbid orbit in our head
    • 8o
      Nyaaargh,ich liebe deine Songtexte :knuddel:
      Ich finde vorallem das Ende gut,auch,wenn ich die ganze Zeit überlege,was ein Orbit Morbit ist...
      Ich finde es jedenfalls gut,wenn auch etwas lang *lesefaul ist*
      Hm,vielleicht rufe ich dich ja mal wircklich an und höre mir das ganze mit Musik an ^^

      Von mir gibts jedenfalls ne 1 ;)
    • ...
      boah, K. ich finds toll~
      vorhin hab ich ya schon gesagt, dass ich morbid orbit total gerne mag, aber mit dem text dazu...
      danke. alles wahr, was drinnen steht. jedes mal, wenn ich was von dir lese, erkenn ich die botschaft~
      ich schließ mich mal dem engelchen an: ich liebe deine texte <3

      soo, jetzt hast du deine zwei kommentare xD vllt kommt noch ein drittes^^

      und weißt du was? ich bin mir ziemlich sicher, dass du recht hast... ich denke, du darfst meine telefonate führen^^ damit ich das ganze so früh wie möglich klär... ich weiß, dass ich es machen muss. und morbid orbit hat es mir noch einmal eindeutig vor augen geführt... danke <3~
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