Now I reach out for the garden you've once loved
Feel my bitter breath, I'll
execute my craft
I take fading things,
Oh that is my desire
Without conscience,
Without grave,
Won't earn a penny
To my name
Mist ascended from the valley down below
Oh, I can't feel your pain
I will lodge my claim.
Until the sun will rise
Beware 'cause it's myturn
and I will gear up
For the show
Time and tide wait
For no man, do you see?
When the last grain of sand
In the hourglass decays
If you don't change,
My hope will die
Safe your soul just remember
Activate your mind
Like the last grain
of hope in a desperate
game of life
Leave behind this inane life
Back to life again
But he remains and fills up his glass of wine

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