Time as a grain of sand is slipping through my very own hand
I stand as an eye, beholding the truth, trying to express it as much as I can
Without a mouth that speaks words clearly I am the same as the one’s I try to save
Far away the truth sits awaiting the day of realization
Slowly I seem to fall down the spiraling rabbit hole, the seconds of the minutes
The minutes of the hours
Hours of the day and the days of the week seem to blur uncontrollably
Fusing as one big unclear memory
Alice was never in wonderland but in hell, I’m sure the one’s who lived in a pure life
Can see the hell that they were hidden from
Under ground I want to sit and hide from the world that lied
And to die inside that rabbit hole
Or to forget the truth I had beheld that caused my mind to swell
All I wish is for things to be clear and to stand in a world of hell without any fear
The devil has no hold of me for he wishes the same
That cowardly bastard can’t seem to see the real side of reality