Behold - Orbit Culture

In the essence of the fire

I’m realizing that this is life now

I’ve tried so hard to keep this feeling

Of feeling sane, mind and body

I tried so hard to keep the demons

The fallen society

The downfall of you and me

In the white halls, we’re searching

I am what I am, behold my future

I’ve tried to wake up and still we’re sleeping now

I am what I am, behold my future

I’ve tried to wake up but life ain’t easy

In the presence of the higher

The mesmerizing colors

I’ve tried so hard to find the healing

Being sane, tired body

I tried so hard to keep the demons in me

Are you me?

I am what I am, behold my future

I’ve tried to wake up and still we’re sleeping now

I am what I am, behold my future

I’ve tried to wake up but life ain’t easy

The things aren’t what they used to be

Are all the things the same?

Are we in this dream or day?

Am I just supposed to be me?

Go

Silence, no asking questions, no more journeys

The pills are for sleeping, this is what you will need

You’re dreaming, not knowing where you’re at, where you’ll be

In ten, twenty, fifty years, the white robe ideal

Go

Death is certain, nothing else more can be

No light in the tunnels of this force spinning wheel

Fake it, make it, drown yourself to be free

The white robe ideal, the only thing you’ll need

Death is certain, nothing else more can be

No light in the tunnels of this force spinning wheel

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The white robe ideal

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The white robe ideal