Byzantine - Arctic Flowers

Conditioned to be your own strain

No need for chains

It’s you, 'til know you’ve learned of the harsh to shape

Conditioned minds never doubt their own free will

How do you feed control?

faith

You can’t recall just what existing’s for

Never laying eyes on the shape you can endure

I was byzantine in the life control

Great, no one’s keeping score

Conditioned into placidity

But that’s not your own

You can’t defeat the things that you cannot deceive

Conditioned thoughts

Quell uncertainties

You can’t recall just what existing’s for

Never laying eyes on the shape of your

I was byzantine in the life control

When no one is keeping score

Descent is not