Buried heads beneath the sand
Watch the world become a waste land
Time has run over
The hourglass turned around
The weight that you shoulder
Digging you much deeper into the ground
No more dances
No more breeding blind
No more second chances
Evil has aligned
Taking everything for granted
Trynna break your fall
But nothing's as you planned it
The writing's on the wall
Sound of silence in my ear
One-by-one the voices disappear again
The temperature's rising
The gold is collecting rust
No use in disguising
Ash to ash and dust to dust
It's all unfolding
But no one seemed to care
A world exploding
Taste the panic in the air
Taking everything for granted
Trynna break your fall
But nothing's as you planned it
The writing's on the wall
No more dances
No more reading signs
No more chances
We are running out of time
Taking everything for granted
Trynna break your fall
But nothing's as you planned it
The writing's on the wall
Taking everything for granted
Trynna break your fall
But now you're empty-handed
The writing's on the wall