Lyric

Paradigm, God, demon, Religion, The soul in all of us

Paradigm, God, demon, Religion, The soul in all of us

Conception shapes our minds

Like the sun. Abiding and divined

Enrooted in your souls

Permeating and intertwined

Let them thrive ,let them flower

Reveal your true grandeur

But who else to achieve your desire?

You can’t be done yet?

Gasping peant for air, the suffocation blunts your sight

Always compelled

But that’s what keeps you burning

Jittering in hellfire

But who else to achieve your desire?

Defeat is only interim

Reveal your grandeur

That apex you see, is where you must be

That arrogant demon, show ‘em what you’re made of

Don’t until your buds release

Some time ago, descended that demon

Germinated your soul

In just a short breath, the roots permeated

Their toxin breaching your soul

But that toxin becomes your very blood and flesh

It forms your heart, the determinism for you to rise up

Where will it take you?

But who else to achieve your desire?

From a mere being to conception

Laplace

Reveal your grandeur

That apex you see, is where you must be

That arrogant demon, show ‘em what you’re made of

Don’t cease until your buds release

You just can’t abandon

Can’t stop to fathom

Your feet move on

Counting on the break of dawn

Those roots are doomed to shrivel

Whether it blooms or not, is not of the essence

That you gave your all

Those roots were always advancing

The foothold is made

Through the stems you must bloom ,Your hand

Reveal your grandeur

That apex you see, is where you must be

That arrogant demon, show ‘em what you’re made of

Don’t until your buds release

Reveal your grandeur

That apex you see, is where you must be

That arrogant demon, show ‘em what you’re made of

Don’t until your buds release