(Hess) Walking on the coals til you can't feel your feet Another foot further is just a stone's throw from misery Now there's a better way than living your life Without "charity case" Tagged on you before you're breathing sand Now the wall breaks all ties You've tripped chasing time To chip away and step inside this old man The foul rain of time has dripped through your mind And you slip away The rest is feared by all men To rot in a state of nowhere is life's worst disease To never really notice is a divine lack of luxury Sure we'll all recount the miracles But less revealing wounds will have captured the prize Kingdoms falling down fertilizing weary seeds Passing tortured crowns to the souls that lonely bleed There's no rest in denial I can't heal the land, I can't breathe the sand Everybody's life is a love/hate affair
