Blinded behind walls of self built stained glass focus enters eyes well watered at last, with vision split hewn end to end, life-force leaked from sun cracked skin in the blink of an eye, dying too is the quick this life story to tellwith one second to live
The hammer comes down on thunder strikes where we burn fast in the build of our lives
Slowing down to see the mountains you built this life story to tell with one second to live slowing down to see the time that passed you by your life story to tell with only one second to live
Time takes throne to purge the fill of our flight when days turn into years and a loss of life death battles a mile away from your restless symphony the ridden thought unsound, the shadows that crept lonely all around
The hammer comes down on thunder strikes where we burn fast in the build of our lives now waiting will just not work when tales must be told, changed and retold