Shaping a Single Grain of Sand - Textures

This planet is on a different frequency Our minds are tuned back into insanity With every means of perversion, the human lifeline recedes An epidemic of blindness Seduction and spreading of seed The Devil pulls on the strings that make us dance This human plague is insignificant We'll fail like those before The rabid bite of these dogs of war The hopes of every man They are lost forever- like a grain of sand No we'll never understand How it slips through our hands Like a grain of sand Resplendent retaliation The spiral of life now unwinds The poisons that we all depend on Our love and our hatred entwined The Devil pulls on the strings that make us dance This human plague is insignificant We'll fail like those before The rabid bite of these dogs of war The hopes of every man They are lost forever- like a grain of sand No we'll never understand How it slips through our hands Like a grain of sand Our minds are tuned back into insanity Into insanity

In the time of my confession, in the hour of my deepest need When the pool of tears beneath my feet flood every newborn seed There's a dying voice within me reaching out somewhere Toiling in the danger and in the morals of despair Don't have the inclination to look back on any mistake Like Cain, I now behold this chain of events that I must break In the fury of the moment I can see the master's hand In every leaf that trembles, in every grain of sand Oh, the flowers of indulgence and the weeds of yesteryear Like criminals, they have choked the breath of conscience and good cheer The sun beat down upon the steps of time to light the way To ease the pain of idleness and the memory of decay I gaze into the doorway of temptation's angry flame And every time I pass that way I always hear my name Then onward in my journey I come to understand That every hair is numbered like every grain of sand I have gone from rags to riches in the sorrow of the night In the violence of a summer's dream, in the chill of a wintry light In the bitter dance of loneliness fading into space In the broken mirror of innocence on each forgotten face I hear the ancient footsteps like the motion of the sea Sometimes I turn, there's someone there, other time it's only me I am hanging in the balance of the reality of man Like every sparrow falling, like every grain of sand

Last time I discover Roads to my loneliness Notion devided Like raptures in fairytales We are always running away Away from my deepest fears Away Hiding in shadows Untill the path is clear Resists and fairytales I've read it many times Last time I discovered We are hiding I heard you crawling Carrying your burden Down the yearning hills We set a flame the beacons Envious whisper I heard you crawling Carrying your burden Down the yearning hills We set a flame the beacons Envious whisper Searching searching

Hold The calm breeze today The congregation stays The tired fall asleep As their time is swept away Their view starts to fade As clear minds given in to reason But we found a way to welcome new times Asking questions that will change our lives This is the time to turn the tide We are going to feel this We are going to be this Rise and go against this entity Rise above the sky All we can tell now is face it We are done hiding like Faceless Mindless Minions Always driven to malice Bovini We're to ajust our behavior I can feel there is Something Some way Somehow That can help disestablish this hierachy Finding a way to welcome new times The fear of questions fades Eyes can save themselves Just as long as they don't look down Open minded with both feet on the ground Maybe guiding life Using reason to clear the line of sight Will be our way to welcome new times Asking questions that will change our lives This is the time to turn the tide We are going to feel this We are going to be this Rise and go against this entity Rise above the sky Face it We are done hiding like Faceless Mindless Minions Always driven to malice Bovini We're to ajust our behavior I can feel there is Something Some way Somehow That can help disestablish this hierachy Finding a way to welcome new times The fear of questions Fades We are Standing on the Verge of a new horizon Welcome the new day