The Wheel of Time

The eyes of the dead
They're crying for reasons in the night
Unholy skin shed
And the memories of what you thought was right
Approach and be fed
The lies they are singing to your soul
The anger we had
For so many years is screaming to us all

I never wanted this to end this way
This isn't meant for you to see
I never thought that this could want to stay
I never thought I could abandon me

My sins have been cleansed
In fire that burns so pure and bright
The ashes of man, represent the hate that fills the sand of time

My fists have been clenched
Since the night that they deemed my mind insane
And now I insist, that your memory be ripped from where it came

I am the number that you gave to me
I am the truth behind the pain
I am the wind that cries your destiny
I am the shadows of your shame

Step up, it's now your turn in line
Won't you come spin the wheel of time
We can cripple and decline, all the pleasure we can find
All the pleasure we can't find