(Slow build up to a heavy breakdown/Intense crescendo entry into vocals) (Main beat/Vocals/trance metal entry) You came creeping in late one night, deceiving every attempt to find those eyes. Broken soul was a universal code, but Araidia was the voice I know. Pulling the vail from the sands of time, I whispered those words “live your lie”. Fascinated with the simpleton. I awakened, bleeding within, attachments still worked their way in (Chorus) Once I looked into those bright blue eyes, seeing that demon within began to cry, phoenix fire and crimson red, Auburn halo, black hair that worships the Dead, cobblestone roads hand in hand and a echoing voice of a Goddesses revenge. (Main Vocals) Black hair, black heart, a gatekeeper’s promise, ripping his heart apart. “We can stand together” as I cross my crooked fingers, the faint sound of a voice that’s not even a whisper. Demons linger and welcome the mirror, for every lie told, the spell pushes terror. Do blue eyes still cry? A Demon smiles “do we every truly die”. Prophecy told, tighten binds, this was the Making of A Broken Mind. (Chorus) Once I looked into those bright blue eyes, seeing that demon within began to cry, phoenix fire and crimson red, Auburn halo, black hair that worships the Dead, cobblestone roads hand in hand and a echoing voice of a Goddesses revenge. (2nd Chorus) If we are a circle within a circle, then where is divinity within our cry’s? An empty promise for one mind, broke multiple hearts and bled out voices echoing through oblivion and shattered the memory of a creator. Your creativity was evidenced.. (hard breakdown) A man made god was the reward. (Hard breakdown) your Transcendental mentor becomes one with the source and took up a sword. My Promise is forever and your man made god will fall!
