My blood flows like sand
My bones break like trees
Taste the sickness in the air
Taste the sickness in the air
The thick fog in your lungs
Time is spreading like a disease
As it starts to sink in
Your bones break like trees
I am the curer, I have witnessed it before
This time its stronger than your lord
The red tide is coming in
We're stranded to sink the depths of imagination
The thick fog in your lungs
Time is spreading like a disease
As it starts to sink in
Your bones break like trees
People run for their lives
Cowering in the corners
Because of them
They stand In our way like giants
They flow through the trees
This infection will be the death of us
The sun will surely shine again
This means the end
The sun will surely shine again
This means the end
By all means shine your light down here but we are too blind to see