Antilles
Текст песни Beholder

The times have changed, the old ways have been washed away
replaced by new means to diminish the feeling.
False claims, as if written in sand lines.
It's hard to forgot what you once were,
to restart without weighing the chances of getting fucked all over again.

What once seemed appealing, pure, and desirable
is now soiled, vulgar, and devalued.
We cannot remain idle, we won't stand by anymore.

"What's there? What's left?" Divinity in the eyes of the Beholder