WHAT HAVE MAY - Et Orta Sunt

And as they pull the veil from over your eyes
Tempers stem within from the questions inside
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
Et Orta Sunta
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh

The minds a cantilever
Unsorted send retriever
Times not linear
The oval of space
Shapes defined
But not bound by place

My memories recall
A tricky thing restored
Lives interweave in the web of being
Can't make heads of the tales perceived

So who am I
Who am I
Distorted haze
Been several days
Since I have seen the edge of space
A candlelights
The mirror lies a merge of lines
For I revert to the ways of being

All in sync but these blind eyes see
Can't makes heads of the tales perceived
The many lives that hide inside
So who am I
Who am I
Time not linear in the realm of space
Undefined but not bound by place

I'm still in need to clarify
The you in I
The farce that pollinates
On the edge that propagates
Et Orta Sunt

And as they pull the veil from over your eyes
Tempers stem within from the questions inside
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
Et Orta Sunta
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh

Fountain
Sold with the coin to the Inner peace breaking down
Crosses
Roads that part the ways of conscience crawling out

No way to confide in voices
Falling deeper and deeper and deeper
Echoes strum to ones that hide inside
Fill up the world with a prying eye
Open the door to the center of the mind

Levitated fortunes
Cultivate your voices
Realities bend broken
They say to me
In the middle of night
We rise
We hide
We come for the ones
That lie
Down

Come to me my bittersweet souls
Hold on I'm coming to help you
Coming to save you
Coming to find you
I I I

And as they pull the veil from over your eyes
Tempers stem within from the questions inside
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
Et Orta Sunta
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh

Written by:
Azrael Howell, Sean Mucke

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