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Sands of time fall

In the glass, one by one

Each grain so small

Under the setting sun it has begun

Even though it just begun

The end lingers near

When the glass is empty and done

All your worst fears will be here

Your fate will soon be realized

As the sands fall to bottom

As you lose your disguise

You too will have fallen

You have fallen, Into a pit of fear

Never again to see the light

Dark and shrouded, so unclear

You get ready for a fight

Your opponent mysterious

His eyes blood red, cold

Eerie and fearless

He looks deep within your soul

He knows who you are

He passes judgment on your sins

You can't hide from him

He looks at you, and grins

Charging forward he lashes out

Striking away your ignorance

He hacks away at your doubts

And finds reason for your existence

Stripping away your sins, you are naked

And as the final grain falls, the world can see

Time could not be forsaken

For now you have been set free

You are free at last, in a cruel world of hate

Time never stands still, never wait

In this place, you are always late

Too long, too much time you waste

Here you stand, in the sands of fate