Dormant Ordeal - The Grand Scheme Of Things [The Best Death Metal Album]

Lyrics to The Grand Scheme Of Things by Dormant Ordeal

Tracklist: 01. At The Garden’s Gates Look around, behold the trees in this garden They're growing bigger and bigger every day It must feel soothing to rest your sunburns in their shade To pick their fruit, to take a break You like it here I can tell it by the way you stare at spreading grapevines Breaking under their own weight The easiest thing - finding shelter from the wind among them The wine tastes better in here Tell me now why it has to be like this That death inspires you to live That only a plague makes you wish well to your fellow men At night you desperately try to save remains of a day You love it here! Yet so freely broke the garden's law Relished satiating sour wine, wretched rotten crops With anxiety in heart, longing for the desert, howling Ready to escape so Explain to me why it has to be like this (How else could it be?) That death inspires you to live (How else could it be?) That only a plague makes you wish well to your fellow men (The youth does not want) At night you desperately try to save remains of a day (What an old age can no longer have) Like a fool looking for all things lost in the past (I confused health with impermanence) You'll die embittered, vengeful, broken and resigned at last (Mistaken joy with righteous life's essence) The least I can do is to make it clear I feel compelled to let you know the winter's nearly here It's been a while now since I've seen a single bee in here 02. Poetry Doesn’t Work On Whores Weight of the negligence Doused with ill-intent Stone-blind march to the heart of depravity Vicious mind equals vile needs Void between the hearts of the living Cold dire space Purity tied to pole, then set on fire By garbage empty shell Desecration of a bond Trust deprived of essence Turned towards the unsettling ways To reject, disrespect Bleeding heart, bleeding mind To burn its eyes, burn their color Wreck its spirit, kill them all Won't forget, we won't forgive Hope that flames soon knock on your door Poetry doesn't work on whores Circles on sand spiral out of the area Increasing discomfort zone renders inferior Dismay feeds on darkness resembling no home Hope the things you need most end up burnt to the bone Hope to god all your loved ones turn back on you when you're hurt Desecration of a bond Trust deprived of essence Turned towards the unsettling ways Hope that flames will soon knock on your door Poetry doesn't work on whores 03. Bright Constellations All the demons are here And blood's all over the floor Stop, look what you've done Damn social misconceptions boil underneath my skin Everyone I know eventually become surreal Hence reclusion, the only choice I'm left with here Bright constellations! Shine all over me! It might make no difference to all but me Though you should pay some attention to the bearer of her misery Lunacy of all involved against the fury of a decent man Common sense of the decent man against the fury of fire within Why, why are you so opposed?! Wrong, everything's wrong Sit! This is now your home I hate when you repel the good things I have in store At least let's pretend you respect me, an anchor I could hold onto 'Cause everytime you speak and mock me and pull out my hair... Keep provoking me and I swear to god I'll pull out hers Lunacy of all involved against the fury of a decent man Common sense of the decent man against the fury of fire within Everyone I love eventually become this entity I loathe when they turn me into a toy Toy they stop playing with when they're even slightly bored May bright constellations allow you to feel their shine When you won't let me be me, nor won't let me stay calm You make me feel like this bitch I keep locked in a box underground For two hundred and eighteen days Can't you see them shining bright all over us right now?! From the blackest valley to the brightest sun and back But now we go straight to hell 04. Here Be Dragons Easily, it woke you from deep sleep Impeding your breath with its paw, forcing to stay awake Enraging you, making you want to crash mirrors with your fists To knock that pathetic reflection A dread in your eyes and the subconscious hunch That someone lied to you Told you the dragons didn't exist The dragon eclipsed the morning sun Taking the world's color and splendor Filled it with angst Revulsion and hatred to what is yours Leaving you aimless, purposeless Exhausted, distraught with throbbing thought that That someone lied to you Someone told you that dragons did not exist Feeding you with worldly wisdom Bedtime stories designed to sleep tight To stay with closed eyes A day will come when pitch black cover crown the sky When foreign armies will gather at your kingdom's gates When your brothers start plotting against you It will come On his massive wings it will soar above you When the sunset shines in golden scales It will strike with great hunger for violence It will strike with no mercy in heart A single blow turning boundless kingdoms into dust Puts out candles, a force that shatters hopes for life A single blow's enough to wipe out your paper legions Before they even realize And you, the king, naked, alone You will declare you knew all along You heard and felt its existence for years When under your bed there's the one you should fear Slay the dragon now! Slay the dragon now! Slay, slay it now! 05. Letters To Mr. Smith Let me see your eyes, smith Bottomless, vivid and sharp The lighthouse of bright thought Wrapped in raddled coverall They want to keep us blind Shapeless rags, deluded dolls That riot against those things The rights they make and pose Among the ocean of eyeless 'Me' turned to 'us' that's dead The eyes disclose the crime That crime, it's in your head Let me see your 'I', smith The 'I' that doesn't exist Identity wiped out From anthems, poems, dreams and speech They want our heads stay dormant Like a desolate, soulless corpse That burn the great, rainless fire Only when they bring the storms Among the flock of the I-less Flattened, unified to stay still 'My' that'll never be 'our' The body, a temple of will Among the ocean of eyeless The lighthouse of bright thought The eyes disclose the crime Rats will never eat the one Despite they're half way through As long the one who's in the cage As long that one is you Rats will never eat the one Despite they're half way through As long the one who's in the cage As long that one is you We all know the truth, smith We all know the end The world keeps on spinning again Again and again We all know the truth, smith We all know how it ends The boot awaits polished But you, you own the face They will never break the one Despite the gear is half way through As long the one who's on the wheel As long that one is you Rats will never eat the one Despite they're half way through As long the one who's in the cage As long that one is you 06. Let The Light In One more, it's just another band and one more verse Harsh lines of another track in front of you Resonating with the pretense you make Bold, strong, uncompromising Like a book you die to read Like a place you crave to be Like a thing you must have but don't really know why Don't really know why It's just another song of one more band you listen to A silent pack of enigmatic mugs with angry eyes Staring sharply at the same mug you wear Ominous, seditious, insolent Bold like a man you want to be Like a role you want to fit in Like a mask you still wear but don't really know why Don't really know why The truth is it's not all about you Learn how to acknowledge the strife There's more to this world than you-centric self Your books, your places, your things Truth, not only about you Learn to acknowledge the strife There's more to this world Than you might ever grasp This world is also my world, The space I invite you in The door to my room I open Shyly, I let the light in You won't step inside Won't get into this world You won't get inside Because you don't have to Because you don't want to The truth is it's not all about you Learn how to acknowledge the strife There's more to this world than you-centric self Your books, your places, your things Truth, not only about you Learn to acknowledge the strife There's more to this world Than you might ever grasp But it's just another one you won't read Yet another one you won't even read 07. Sides Of Defence Sad people who want the change They want to change the world Planting flags on the ruins The ruins of their homes Blowing the ashes of cathedral halls Libraries and castles Unable to build Build anything new They gave me a stone Like a candy wrapped in guilt Covered bomb with profanities ‘Throw it! With anger in heart and call for peace on your lips!’ Nihilists that decide They decide what’s important Describing the pettiest things With the greatest of words Their mouths full of gibberish Noise, nonsense Want to crumble the knives The blades of our tongues They let the snakes to our bedrooms Looking for foes among their fathers Accusing themselves and the world For which they were not prepared at all Which side are you on? They divided the whole world into left and right Then they marked it with colors, crossed it with lines Those who are not with us those are against us And the evil is on the other side of the fence Which side are you on? Which color is yours? 08. The Borders Of Our Language Are Not The Borders Of Our World She said, 'Great fires eat up Babylon A dream come true for undertakers and worms It came sooner than the book has foretold' He just shrugged 'There's not enough space left in the tower Breaking the dam might save our home, but we'll drown Is it the time when we kill to survive?' She broke down 'Flames start to reach higher located areas People are fighting over last piece of space Why did the entire world choose to ignore us?' She's thrown her hands in the air While he just stood there And as they witnessed her world falling apart She started to yell Why? This is not my war Why do I reap what was sown? These are not my sins I kneel where I used to dance On a burnt black floor beneath my feet and I pray What have we done to meet our end just now? He said, 'I don't know who put a match to it All those involved, they're unknown to me Save me your outrage, it won't work in here' 'I can't be bothered by your misery Minutes ago I did not know that you're real Whatever problem you are selling I'm not buying it' No! This is not my war Why would I even care? These are not my sins I know the monsters breathe the same air we breathe They always did, forever will But they'll never frame me in what they've done to you At some point the world stops caring Fed up with pointing fingers and guilt Starvation, mass murder One day we'll give up for good Until then we'll keep killing off undertakers, worms and the arsonists 'In a world where stands on what's right don't reflect each other I concede, these words sound all the same to me'