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.the sands of time
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dark The sands of time are running out
the sands of time are running low
the sands of time for me are running low
when the priest comes to read me the last rights
reflecting on everything i ever did and everything i didn't do
i look to the far sight to a world that did me so very wrong
this has to be some sort of error my heart broken and full of terror
why am i crying i'm not afraid of dieing
when you feel the time closing in everything seems like a strange illusionwith a heart of terror and eyes that cry dim are the sands of time
