Through the glass

My vision became blurry
I feel as if my bones were fusing
The meat dissolves
Mind and spirit out from me
Noooooo
Everything fades away
I Try to come back
But time will not...
Won't  give me another chance

My veins and blood are coloured like air
My skeleton floating as the molten silver
Being mixed with her, turning on it
Sand falls allways downwards

chorus 1

The clock strikes the hour
When the first grain of sand begin to fall
Empty words tells you that there’s only one direction
In the space of between the fallen and the next to fall
Entire circles of events can’t disrupt the final impact of my soul
Against eternity

To flow beyond herself
Towards caverns and tunnels
Towards dark places where exist entire worlds under the hollow rocks

There you will hear a music that is the own soul
I give up to this sensation
Sensation of disappear

Chorus 2

The clock strikes the hour
When the last grain of sand Is falling
The trajectory tells you how to die
In the space of between the fallen and the hourglass bottom
Entire circles of events can’t change the final impact