Slowly drifting away Bright white light fades to gray With aged hands I shake the hourglass hoping the sand flows away,all in vain I plead mercy in cries of pain With sore limbs Limping behind the future
A bitter twist of fate Looking through my options Just undying pain A sour taste of hate Ripe fruits fall Dying humans live In a long lasting struggle Crying mouths call
The fall is harder the higher you stand The knots must be loosened by aged hands
Lying in everlast Living my moments in the past With blind eyes I stare at the ceiling hoping it will fall,ending the tale My cries of mercy in pain did fail With aged hands I am shaking the hourglass
A bitter twist of fate Looking through my options Just undying pain A sour taste of hateTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.