Instrumental
An Orchid In My Belfry (Nocturnal Call Part 2) [music: Abate, lyrics: Blachier] the stained glass windows as a philter reveal me veiled wisdom through
When I die 1,000 birds will fly out of my mouth
What true project has been lost Slip of the fingertips What true project has been lost Snake eyes and a slit wrist Contest the totality complete self
Tear up the cul-de-sac it's all the rage Tear up the cul-de-sac fevered sensation Revolt against recreation Spit back what you taught us Rebellion on
I wish I could give you more than this A save lifer I wish I could hold your hand And have it always feel safe You're my best, always
Five, six and ten Reworking my reality Let the record play Trancending practicality Hand and hoof Toes and teeth I've done it again Let the record play
Scream your name To the deafest of the dumb. The darker the better, I still shake when I see you, That's not alright. I want to rip you to pieces Kiss
You say you miss those days But we did it right Quit the habit started smoking again I was crying you where laughing Hit in the face Blood on the snow
Dices Que no me quieres Que esto que siento Debe morir Pero tu sigues Siendo mi cielo Como decirte Vives en mi Triste Porque se que no quisiste Que
Down by the well There I shall meet Thee An orchid in your hair The well near the olive tree And our sole place to meet Alas only brief Our patriarchs
I loved you, you made me hate me You gave me hate, see it saved me and these tears are deadly You feel that? I rip back every time you tried to steal
You got a reaction You got a reaction, didn't you? You took a white orchid You took a white orchid turned it blue Something better than nothing Something
Me and my helmet Such an unconventional kid All intense and kinetic St best tolerated from afar Not yet arrested And by that I mean betrothed Though
The orchid is a flower that blooms so tenderly to thrill the fairest lady of the land If placed beside a blushing rose the rose cannot compare But how
What do you mean by beauty? Hope you know the consequences 'Cos beauty wounds will make us strong With truth we'll test our old defenses And all my friends
There is an orchid someone gave me Flat and pressed under the glass It once was pink and vivid But today its day has passed Its brown leaf spread weak
Ah, ah, ah adventure very near and then you vanish Rescue from invasion narrowly avoided Have to live with nature Hear a voice from a novel Love persuasion
