Far so far away theres an impulse in your brain it remains invisible but its waiting for a day In the maze of the egos secret place youll detect your other self always silent still yourself The grains of sand are pouring down what was then will not be now youre staring at your hourglass ashes to ashes and dust to dust Close enough the old book of hate and love study life to learn to die till you utter your last cry Feel your blood getting frozen getting stopped you dont have to fight again no more living no more pain
getting, detect, ash, dust, study