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Heed these hands

Born from sands

Pray for stone wings

To ease the heaving pain

Of your burden

Wait for the fall of time

Wait for the fall of time

Dust to flesh

Flesh to stone

Fly the embers of your name

Feed the sands to the grave

Thirst the bones of your slave

All I own

All I've known

In the hands of this stone

Craft these limbs

Of dust to skin

The silent terms

The bonds of your bloodied

War have begun

Wait for the fall of time

Wait for the fall of time

Turn your back and walk forever

Lest we be cast in stone together