Ne Obliviscaris - Upon the Tongue of Eloquence lyrics
[Ne Obliviscaris - Upon the Tongue of Eloquence lyrics]
Through the stillbirth swoon
The children are silent
Existing in dreams, surreal oblivion
Through time, torn tombs
The children are screaming
Dreaming of life, the nightmares to come
Through tear stained eyes
The children are drowning
Within the depths, they seek the courage
Through white wombs
The children are laughing
Dreaming of wings, for what times may come
Reflections behold such dreams of man
They beseech the sun for the new day
Opening their eyes to beauty's lament
The seas of luminescence
Between their fingers awaken dead realms
But o glorious fate leaves them blind
What eyes would close to abhor the womb?
Stumbling onwards only to be left behind
The catharsis seized, a breath of life
Eruptions of passion and focus
Blackening idle beliefs
Now all eyes are upon the tongue of eloquence
Reflections behold such dreams of man
They beseech the sun for the new day
Opening their eyes to beauty's lament
The seas of luminescence
Between their fingers awaken dead realms
But o glorious fate leaves them blind
What eyes would close to abhor the womb?
Upon the tongue
The children are silent
Existing in dreams, surreal oblivion
Through time, torn tombs
The children are screaming
Dreaming of life, the nightmares to come
Through tear stained eyes
The children are drowning
Within the depths, they seek the courage
Through white wombs
The children are laughing
Dreaming of wings, for what times may come
Reflections behold such dreams of man
They beseech the sun for the new day
Opening their eyes to beauty's lament
The seas of luminescence
Between their fingers awaken dead realms
But o glorious fate leaves them blind
What eyes would close to abhor the womb?
Stumbling onwards only to be left behind
The catharsis seized, a breath of life
Eruptions of passion and focus
Blackening idle beliefs
Now all eyes are upon the tongue of eloquence
Reflections behold such dreams of man
They beseech the sun for the new day
Opening their eyes to beauty's lament
The seas of luminescence
Between their fingers awaken dead realms
But o glorious fate leaves them blind
What eyes would close to abhor the womb?
Upon the tongue