Burning Hand
The sands of time burn red as the heat roars in my hands
The blast lights the grains into vitrified glass
Shatter and smash everything I touch
Let it break
The hours I've lost
The minutes I've traded
The hands of the clock are burning away
The flames fade away and all that's left are my mistakes
Colors aren't vivid they're trying to escape
Escape from time
Let it break
Time disintegrates
The hour glass breaks
The spectrum permeates
The blast lights the grains into vitrified glass
Shatter and smash everything I touch
Let it break
The hours I've lost
The minutes I've traded
The hands of the clock are burning away
The flames fade away and all that's left are my mistakes
Colors aren't vivid they're trying to escape
Escape from time
Let it break
Time disintegrates
The hour glass breaks
The spectrum permeates
Credits
Writer(s): Mark Whelan
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