Hourglass

Torn down with nothing to lose

Treading fire with holes in our shoes

The darkness shades my conscious mind

With failure on the frontline we shoot for the sky

Empty shell of tired men spilling guts with no means to an end

Why do I break my neck every time with nothing to gain?

It’s hard walk under knees that will buckle

Broken spirits that cannot move a muscle

But now you’re all out of time

So the axe will decide

Break down these walls

Foolishness will not be absolved

As the hourglass runs down to the grain

Can’t flush my life down the drain

Why do I break my neck every time with nothing to gain?

It’s hard walk under knees that will buckle

Broken spirits that cannot move a muscle