Black Orchid

I never wanted guidance

To tell me where to find

A light in the darkness

Cause the dark I'd push aside

No time for dreaming of a distant Paradise

No time for tales of good and evil

Another correlation: as above so below

Another analysing where illusions fail to show

The face of the maker who'd leave you alone

Without a sense of comprehension

When that meadow - in front of my eyes - will have dried away

Will my senses wither like flowers on my grave

Will this wave of becoming flow into the void of time

The final hour:

When Never and Now become one

Will I find the orchid

The final hour:

Door to the garth of eternity?

Or withered orchid meadows?

Everybody's praying

But what if God is just a threat

And everybody's straying?

If only they would just forget

Everybody's craving

For a ghost light in the haze:

You'll lose your minds one after another

Everybody's craving

For what doesn't have a name or a face

So reason could fit it in the frame

In quest of the orchid:

A glimmer in the daze

Till I awake to the sound of rigour

What if that meadow in your mind is just a fantasy?

And if it wanted to be seen why must you believe?

Wil this wave of becoming flow into the void of time

The final hour

When Never and Now become one

Will I find the orchid

The final hour

Door to the garth of eternity

Or withered orchid meadows

Black orchid

Strange and beautiful

Oh black orchid I must find you

I remember that morning

He had to be told

What he couldn't remember

After he'd spoken to the wall

And I gave to repression

What I must not have seen

What even believers

Must unlearn to unbelieve

The final hour

When Never and Now become one

Will I find the orchid

The final hour

Door to the garth of eternity

Or withered orchids

The final hour

When Never and Now become one