Hourglass : Broken
Life : A race with the speed of light to the stop sign at the end of the street
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust, don't stand still now or you'll start to rust
You don't know how to cope, as this cognisance becomes a curse
Introspectively trying to assign worth to this subsistance
You find your only desire, is to set this soul afire
Breathing in smoke from the great blaze
Everything else, starts to fade
Pain,heartache
L
I
F
E
Now gone
All that's left now
Is the remnant of a song
Crashing upon the ears of the deaf
The flash of light obscured by the darkness inside
Now the nothing consumes all that once was, all that was pure
Twilight forgotten, longing set in stone, the shameless now demure
The terminus: a line drawn in the dirt, oblivion becomes the blushing bride