The Call from Connected by Osha

A faceless apathy passed down through the ages,
Instruction to consume and desecrate without hesitation,
Prolonged exposure to the ruthless knife of our great nation,
You’ve lost your heart of truth to the void,

Deep Inside, a world alive...
Rivers flow with a love untainted
It can be reclaimed again,
To eradicate this disconnected indulgence
This clarity has been accepted,
But it was present in me all along,
And I am not afraid to fall,
beauty free from imbecilic judgement.


I absorb my intention
I explore my dimensions
From south to north, I will venture
To the call, I surrender

You must clear your mind
Set aside all the false pretences
Unearth what was left behind
Feel the weight of the wheels in motion
The realities that are neglected, can never be undone
But you have more power than you know
Oh just let it go

This is your call...

I absorb my intention
(I allow myself to follow your voice)
I explore my dimensions
(this is not what you think it is)
From south to north, I will venture
(you are not who you think you are)
To the call, we must surrender

I retreat inside my temple, to clear clutter of the mind
The toxic over population clouds my sight
I can now be free to see with eyes unveiled and untied
I embrace the truth slowly extracted from inside

Lost inside your self projection,
A servant to these lies,
How far down will you bury your head?
Aren’t you a part of this world?
I embrace the pain and sorrow
By denial I am unbound
I answer your call and let it show the way.

• Metal
• Rock
• alternative rock
• dark ambient
• London