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