The third track on Manamére's album 'Entanglement'
Two minds are bound, unaware of purpose or connection, they are part of a greater scheme.
lyrics
[To]Care for a thought
To ba-ttle one's self, tam-ing the mind
Aaah cur-tain of steel,
cries for rit-u-al clean-sing seas- Aah-
Blank for a pur-pose un-known,
Clear to pre-serve pa-ra-digms,
Blank for a pur-pose un-known,
Va-cant and pure by the tome
De-grade fe-ral in-stincts lodged i-in-side your mind,
Quick-sil-ver's a-wake-en-ing,
Deep, your thoughts are ca-rry-ing the strain
Fear of the des-perate un-known [is]mould-ing you,
In-to a ma-chine of po-wer,
Carved in-to per-fec-tive flesh,
The-e-e mark of cen-tur-ies of cal-cu-la-ted care-ful culls
[Harsh Vox]
Two conn- ect through anc- ient pur- pose,
the bond now aches to bec-ome one, UH.
[/Harsh Vox]
Care for a thought,
this mind has been born,
[a]tain- ted arch- ive
Per- fect world, hung bet- ween
Two un- known souls,
now burns. The fin- al cy- cle starts,
the rift be- tween un-ity and cha- os bec- kons them