Lyrics Hourglass - Absurd Minds
                                                The 
                                                clouds 
                                                burst 
                                                under 
                                                the 
                                                weight
 
                                    
                                
                                                Of 
                                                water 
                                                waiting 
                                                to 
                                                fall
 
                                    
                                
                                                To 
                                                feed 
                                                    a 
                                                desloate 
                                                wasteland 
                                                and 
                                                clear
 
                                    
                                
                                                Your 
                                                dust 
                                                covered 
                                                sight
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                concept 
                                                of 
                                                fear 
                                                and 
                                                trembling
 
                                    
                                
                                                Has 
                                                bound 
                                                you 
                                                in 
                                                chains 
                                                too 
                                                long
 
                                    
                                
                                                Now 
                                                draw 
                                                your 
                                                focus 
                                                away 
                                                from 
                                                the 
                                                gloom
 
                                    
                                
                                                You 
                                                were 
                                                bound 
                                                to 
                                                go 
                                                wrong
 
                                    
                                
                                                It's 
                                                time 
                                                to 
                                                turn 
                                                the 
                                                hourglass
 
                                    
                                
                                                So 
                                                the 
                                                grains 
                                                can 
                                                freely 
                                                pass
 
                                    
                                
                                                Add 
                                                when 
                                                the 
                                                final 
                                                grain 
                                                has 
                                                dropped
 
                                    
                                
                                                It 
                                                doesn't 
                                                mean 
                                                that 
                                                time 
                                                has 
                                                stopped
 
                                    
                                
                                                Scores 
                                                of 
                                                moments 
                                                of 
                                                harm 
                                                and 
                                                pleasure
 
                                    
                                
                                                Recorded 
                                                in 
                                                equal 
                                                measure
 
                                    
                                
                                                Time 
                                                to 
                                                turn 
                                                the 
                                                hourglass
 
                                    
                                
                                                So 
                                                the 
                                                grains 
                                                can 
                                                freely 
                                                pass
 
                                    
                                
                                                You 
                                                will 
                                                call, 
                                                so 
                                                he 
                                                will 
                                                answer
 
                                    
                                
                                                You 
                                                will 
                                                cry 
                                                for 
                                                help 
                                                and 
                                                he'll 
                                                say:
 
                                    
                                
                                                Here 
                                                am 
                                                I
 
                                    
                                
                                                But 
                                                when 
                                                you 
                                                rest 
                                                he 
                                                will 
                                                rest
 
                                    
                                
                                                Till 
                                                the 
                                                dawn 
                                                of 
                                                the 
                                                day
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                concept 
                                                of 
                                                fear 
                                                and 
                                                trembling
 
                                    
                                
                                                Has 
                                                bound 
                                                you 
                                                in 
                                                chains 
                                                too 
                                                long
 
                                    
                                
                                                Now 
                                                draw 
                                                your 
                                                focus 
                                                away 
                                                from 
                                                the 
                                                gloom
 
                                    
                                
                                                You 
                                                were 
                                                bound 
                                                to 
                                                go 
                                                wrong
 
                                    
                                
                                                It's 
                                                time 
                                                to 
                                                turn 
                                                the 
                                                hourglass
 
                                    
                                
                                                So 
                                                the 
                                                grains 
                                                can 
                                                freely 
                                                pass
 
                                    
                                
                                                Add 
                                                when 
                                                the 
                                                final 
                                                grain 
                                                has 
                                                dropped
 
                                    
                                
                                                It 
                                                doesn't 
                                                mean 
                                                that 
                                                time 
                                                has 
                                                stopped
 
                                    
                                
                                                Scores 
                                                of 
                                                moments 
                                                of 
                                                harm 
                                                and 
                                                pleasure
 
                                    
                                
                                                Recorded 
                                                in 
                                                equal 
                                                measure
 
                                    
                                
                                                Time 
                                                to 
                                                turn 
                                                the 
                                                hourglass
 
                                    
                                
                                                So 
                                                the 
                                                grains 
                                                can 
                                                freely 
                                                pass
 
                                    
                                
                            1 Time Travel
2 Farewell
3 Kreuzfeuer
4 Now We Hear the Call
5 One World
6 For Those Who Love
7 Last Walk
8 Threnody
9 Guardian
10 Design or Coincidence
11 Hourglass
12 Zeropoint
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