Lonely

I watch the passage of the sands of time As the gold and red combine on fire in the falling sunset Yesterday I was content Alas my dreams now scatter unto dust I cling in desperation try to keep hold of the burnt out ashes When the time comes As the last grain falls through the hourglass I am resigned to my demise For I shall see her ne'er again, not least upon sunrise Icicles in place of tears fall from frozen eyes For I shall see you ne'er again, not least upon sunrise I tried in vain to fight against the finality of time How eloquent the vessel The transparent hourglass In different circumstances we may not of even met Still I shall see her ne'er again not least upon sunset Deliver me unto the ground Beneath the storm cloud crashes Where my remnantsfind release Where I may rest in ashes Faster, falling, silently time fills the hourglass I guess it deems fair and just This end of days like scattered dust In different circumstances we may of made it yet Still I shall see you ne'er again not least upon sunset Master of the unknown fate Ti's you I now despise For I shall see her ne'er again, not least upon sunrise I tried in vain to fight against the relentlessness of time Cat of nine so sharp so keen The agony of lashes Lay me finally to my rest Dispersed in crumbled ashes Surrender as I raise my flag As to the end I now call time In different circumstances would you of been mine? Still yet I shall see you ne'er again Not least upon sunset I scream and shout it's so unjust this end of days like scattered dust Heavens open angrily The thunder storm clashes Don't lay me finally to my rest dispersed in crumbled ashes Faster, falling, silently time fills the hourglass Lord spare me from this awful place hear this sinners cries For I shall see her ne'er again, not least upon sunrise I drift away to different days, to childhood and girls in sashes Until they lay me finally to my rest, a delicate mass of ashes Faster, falling, silently time fills the hourglass Resolute and pacified, I invite the end of time Into the hands of my saviour I accept the death to dust Lord welcome me from this awful place hear this sinners cries For I shall see her ne'er again not least upon sunrise In different circumstances, there;d be no sweet regret? Still I shall see her ne'er again not least upon sunset My ashes entwined within the falling sands of the hourglass As time departs I turn to dust From sunset to sunrise, I see her ne'er more