Our Time

Losing grip on broken reality,
capturing the souls of modern mortality.
Hungered hope plays in the time of our minds,
watching for weakness in Devil's divine.

Watching and waiting,
hungered and lost.
Time has left us stranded,
as our dreams pay the cost.

We're slipping away,
these tears strangle our souls.
Slipping away,
this world has turned so cold.
Slipping away,
as the storm fills broken hands;
capturing its time,
in the hourglass sand.

Caged in the boundaries of life's endeavor,
waiting for something in this forever.
The hands keep moving through the faces,
as each clock counts the time it erases.

...and we're slipping away,
these tears strangle our souls.
Slipping away,
this world has turned so cold.
Slipping away,
as the storm fills broken hands;
capturing its time,
in the hourglass sand.

Waiting for something that will never come;
watching the moments pass until our days are done.

Watching and waiting,
hungered and lost.
Time has left us stranded,
as our dreams pay the cost.