Drink from the cup but choose wisely
It’s not enough and it won’t be
So take it in but take it slow
Are your eyes as, red as mine
Have you felt the, sands of time
Oh is it, slipping, through your fingers
If orders in the reach of chaos then the
Day will come when you will face the face of
Mountains that you see
Then it’s, mountains you will climb
As you’re, never in the right place and it’s
Never the right, time
Are your eyes as, red as mine
Have you felt the, sands of time
Oh is it, slipping, through your fingers
