Here we are, alone again, a lonely soul without a friend
our time... die slow
over the edge of the mountain top
draw afar the creator
our time... die slow

stoned sky or is it me
a seculent mind is my belief
our time... die slow

the liquid falls in the land of now
unafected and complete
our time... die slow

it's time... die slow
it's time... die slow

funny dreams no such thing
on the mind theres no relief
our time... die slow

between the membrane and the blade
love is all we have today
our time...die slow

memory burns
as soon as man
all is left is nothingness
It's time... die slow

the time the day is out of place
cause everyday is yesterday
it's time...die slow

it's time... die slow
it's time... die slow

feel the blackness laugh at me
golden apples at our feet
our time...die slow

cause here we are alone again
a lonely soul without a friend
our time...die slow