Pure pain heals me Disdain reels me Into its teeth Released empty Violent quandary Impales slowly Claim to be chained To destiny Feel good? Blasphemy Mistakes Infamy The sand Filtering Life like? Dead to me Built up Altering Mind warped Faltering Torn down Instantly Freedom Withering Wounds can heal and ruins can be rebuilt But there's no way to remedy the death of time No sorcery or science to turn back the hours, minutes and seconds Time is the construct and time is the master An indifferent, unstoppable abomination Time lost Worthless Not safe from this Strangulate today Dimensional regret Tomorrow is a spear Piercing through your neck