Gorod - The Orb [Full Album 2023]

Lyrics to The Orb [Full Album 2023] by Gorod

Tracklist: 01. 00:00 Chrematheism 02. 04:40 We Are The Sun Gods Remember the time of the heliocentrism rediscovery Hitherto absent from all Western culture since Antiquity The Spiritual Power then rejected this new theory Which would’ve called into question their dogma’s validity But the governing bodies always find a way To temper and please all those who can defy them The ancient triptych: Bait, Tame, Subjugate But if God created us in his image, would we all be his idols? And if he is Light himself, then we could all be sun gods! In order to become aware of a certain inconsistency The revelations of an inverted world are edifying For wisdom cannot thrive and grow through a one-sided perception But rather blossom in the joys of the upside down kingdom But the governing bodies always find a way To temper and please all those who can defy them The ancient triptych: Bait, Tame, Subjugate But if God created us in his image, would we all be his idols? And if he is Light himself, then we could all be sun gods! Bait, Tame, Subjugate... the old way... Technology is a threat to all spiritual leaders Unless it turns out be idolized in turn Innovation gives us the illusion of a free will That slips from our hands in case of lack of mindset For the governing bodies always find a way To temper and please all those who can defy them The ancient triptych: Bait, Tame, Subjugate God created us in his image and we are all his idols And as he is Light himself, then we are the sun gods! 03. 09:44 The Orb If the words fly away but the writings remain Are we all that prone to the fear of forgetting? Some of us try to keep safe every little thing we made But delight seems to belong to those with short memory Some say the four tigers devoured all men The four winds swept them away The four rains and waters overwhelmed them And the four earthquakes will spell the end of our sun Yet there are softer ways to disappear... We’ll be done with sawing off the branch we are sitting on Long before a black hole swallows the orb Utterly devoid of any patience our species is getting ready for the great auto-da-fé We are not that prone to the fear of destroying But thanks to the erasure of memories we all find a way to grieve more serenely For delight seems to belong to those with short memory Happiness appears to belong to those with short memory For delight seems to belong to those with short memory We’ll be done with sawing off the branch we are sitting on Long before a black hole swallows the orb We’ll be done with sawing off the branch we are sitting on... Sawing off the branch we are sitting on... we are sitting on... 04. 14:50 Savitri 05. 21:30 Breeding Silence Let us do away with the lines between us Until we make sure that the war is over No revolution started by uttering words Rather through the silence preceding action ‘Listen to the forest that grows, rather than the tree that falls’ For all thoughts lose their meaning once told ‘Listen to the forest that grows, rather than the tree that falls’ We are able to eat each other alive in times of peace But we all have the gift to coalesce And fight together when the threat is real Let us do away with the lines between us all! Some claim that History is only written by the victors So why not doubt all the writings and go back to Oracy? ‘Listen to the forest that grows, rather than the tree that falls’ So the art of breeding silence is now the only way At least until we make sure the war is over ‘Listen to the forest that grows, rather than the tree that falls’* *Quote from Georg Wilhelm Friedrich Hegel 06. 26:53 Victory In no way death should be the deliverance from earthly sufferings Which are the consequences of one’s disavowal For there is no unacceptable experiences Apart from those one has no control over at all But who will be blessed by the Tabor’s light? Surely not a single soul meant to surrender It is not in submission and compliance with the codes That we will ensure peace and freedom The only way out would be the end of all critical thinking And our soul washed of everything what makes us human beings But who will be blessed by the Tabor’s light? Surely not a single soul meant to surrender O Death… where is thy sting? O Grave… where is thy victory? [1 Corinthians 15:55] Acts of rebellion may now seem so outdated Left for old-fashioned dreamers out of this world But Hope has undoubtedly changed sides... And turns out to reside only within those who live in jail So is this how faith can triumph over death? Is this what you really wanted? A soul shackled to a lifeless body O Grave... O Death, here is thy victory! 07. 30:08 Waltz Of Shades 08. 34:53 Scale Of Sorrows 09. 38:54 Strange Days