Cries, cries
From deep inside this hole
Dead, eyes
Pierce straight through your soul
Set
In stone
Stillborn and buried at birth
Laid
To rest
Breathe in the dirt
I feel it getting closer
Death is hot on my heels
I feel it coming and I
Just want to know how it feels
We all fall like sand in the hourglass
The writings on the wall, your time has passed
I know it fucks with your head
And makes you feel sick
Tossing and turning in bed
Singing hymns for the dead
I can feel it coming
Give me my last rights
Now my fucking blood is running
Wipe it off the edge of the knife
We all fall like sand in the hourglass
The writings on the wall, your time has passed
Death came, and left like a thief in the night
The blood runs dry
Is this the afterlife?
Plague
And pestilence
Pain
And suffering
You will find no rest
Even in death
We all fall like sand in the hourglass
The writings on the wall, your time has passed
Death came, and left like a thief in the night
The blood runs dry
Is this the afterlife?