Cries, cries From deep inside this hole Dead, eyes Pierce straight through your soul Set In stone Stillborn and buried at birth Laid To rest Breathe in the dirt I feel it getting closer Death is hot on my heels I feel it coming and I Just want to know how it feels We all fall like sand in the hourglass The writings on the wall, your time has passed I know it fucks with your head And makes you feel sick Tossing and turning in bed Singing hymns for the dead I can feel it coming Give me my last rights Now my fucking blood is running Wipe it off the edge of the knife We all fall like sand in the hourglass The writings on the wall, your time has passed Death came, and left like a thief in the night The blood runs dry Is this the afterlife? Plague And pestilence Pain And suffering You will find no rest Even in death We all fall like sand in the hourglass The writings on the wall, your time has passed Death came, and left like a thief in the night The blood runs dry Is this the afterlife?