in the time of frozen orchids - order of the golden mirror lyrics

[verse 1]
the black thing’s breath is sweet
it smells like springtime rose
but in it’s head you’re meat
and it will swallow you whole

[verse 2]
setting the stage for the golden age upon turning the page
sung from the center, not a bass or a tenor, but it’s breaking the cage
making things right with the celestial lights is a perpetual fight
nothing is sound, but everything’s found
with your head in the clouds