past the gates lyrics – oddland

past the gates
your soul creates
lies a path
that radiates
in a world of sterile crowds
we are part of the system
closed from wisdom
buried words, running deep
stinging into a question
suggestion

in my days
i’ve not heard
a stronger sound
and i believe
in silence lies
the power to hear
not in fear
not being austere

through the halls
a whisper calls
in a world of broken gl*ss
we are hovering over
a four-leaf clover
but no one knows when to end
and for how long until it’s over

in my days
i’ve not heard
a stronger sound
and i believe
in silence lies
the power to hear
not in fear
not being austere

/ oddland lyrics