Black Sands of Time
There I lie with nothing in my mind sitting in my room,as the black sands pile up knee high and im doomed.
Still with nothing to do in the black sands I will stand and stare...without a care..thinking what should i say?.. and what should I do?..The black sand is like the devils grip as I feel it tear and rip out my cold soul,the black
sand is like the devils grip as I feel it tear and rip out my cold soul.Coldness,soulless,lifeless as I lay there in the darkness,without the strength to fight.Coldness,soulless,lifeless as I lay there in the darkness,without the strength to fight.I'm right back there where I started..with my mind departed,thoughtless and sandless and full
of life,as this thought starts to repeat it's self one more time...Coldness,soulless,lifeless as I lay there in the darkness,without the strength to fight.Coldness,soulless,lifeless as I lay there in the darkness,without the strength to fight.I'm right back there where I started..with my mind departed,thoughtless and sandless and full
of life,as this thought starts to repeat it's self one more time...I'll lie there waiting for the ....black sands of time...
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