The Things We Belive In – Orden Ogan

It was our own fault that we couldn't stand our ground eternal winter is near a million lives just wiped away without a sound leaving a dead world in fear no need to run, we're just waiting for someone no eyes to see what we have become We should die for the things we believe... Continue Reading →


Land Of The Dead – Orden Ogan

Once we were eager and partners in crime Now we are lonesome and wasting our time Imprison our minds in the land of the dead Bemoaning the life that we all could have led The suit we wear is grey matches our identity oh god, it is the sickness that I crave empty words they... Continue Reading →

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