Silent Planet Orphan
Respective perspectives worshiping directives
Blindly killing for our dogma [1]
Until our sons meet in the garden [2]
Torches scald the night sky;
The youth rise up and set their elders to the gallows [3]
Fire in the lighthouse
All our advances, a spark away from conflagration
In the night I saw you fall, oh wicked star [4]
Illuminate our hate, show us who we really are
Books were burned away, only swords remained [5]
The prophets died for peace, stabbed by preying priests
As the wise man said I'll keep my heart and lose my head [6]
Without a neck how can I sink with a millstone to the bottom of the sea? [7]
The bottom of the sea
And I'm finding the violence, it looks like me
Singing songs of life when all we know is death [8]
A world of orphans [9] left empty-handed
If love's a sin I'll become a heretic
Recurring intervention: [10]
Framing the narrative to cleanse our tainted conscience [11]
Harvesting destruction:
Reaping the sow from weapons planted in the soil [12]
Terrified little son, encumbered by your sword
You can hide your fear but won't shed the sheer
Weight of your own humanity - humanity
You can face me towards the mountains [13]
Where I meet our Mother's gaze [14]
Too blinded by this hatred to recognize your brother's face [15]
Singing songs of life when all we know is death
A world of orphans left empty-handed
I'll collapse, head parting from my weary shoulders
Seeds of life spilling from my palms [16]
Subverting love [17] will take hold in this hateful soil;
My blood is the water. Inshallah, Shalom
Love will take hold [18]
