DeadReligion
01-01-2006, 06:22 PM
The Ropes That Bind Us; The Walls That Set The Boundaries
(Verse 1)
The repetition exceeds and fails everyone’s needs
Don’t pay attention, to the city that bleeds
Don’t mind the time, lounge and dine
When time stops we’ll let you know
When transcendence and superiority come about
You will be warned, its your turn to transform
(Verse 2)
Time is pain, like the turn of a wheel on a torture machine
It goes, with the ebbs and flows
Of this daunting and haunting tide
Drops of water up in the air
Come down like mortars on a midnight battlefield,
Petty flashes of light that end the life
(Verse 3)
Time is as fragile as paper, flimsy and frail
Shown in the tears of newspapers
A crack in the glass on the faces of clocks
A grinding halt of the grandfather gears
(Outro)
Time is the chains and time is the ropes
That binds our very existence, and stunts our abilities
Time is the walls and time is the fences
That sets our boundaries, and confines us
(Verse 1)
The repetition exceeds and fails everyone’s needs
Don’t pay attention, to the city that bleeds
Don’t mind the time, lounge and dine
When time stops we’ll let you know
When transcendence and superiority come about
You will be warned, its your turn to transform
(Verse 2)
Time is pain, like the turn of a wheel on a torture machine
It goes, with the ebbs and flows
Of this daunting and haunting tide
Drops of water up in the air
Come down like mortars on a midnight battlefield,
Petty flashes of light that end the life
(Verse 3)
Time is as fragile as paper, flimsy and frail
Shown in the tears of newspapers
A crack in the glass on the faces of clocks
A grinding halt of the grandfather gears
(Outro)
Time is the chains and time is the ropes
That binds our very existence, and stunts our abilities
Time is the walls and time is the fences
That sets our boundaries, and confines us