years hence
the dogs of war
will reach their shore
assail no more
tears thence
will greatly flow
before they slow
the weight to know
we could have greatly soared
here in our time
we have bumbled blind
neath the castles high
in the sands of time
rip tide
is rising high
the end is nigh
you wonder why
hips tied
interlocked eyes
release our sighs
and then we'll rise
we bear spirit, our sword
all in good time
we will make the climb
to reign of rhyme
cross the lands of time
link hands
find a way
to allay
judgement day
think bands
bust the haze
beat the maze
to brighter days
good life may be restored
being out of time
is just frames of mind
let our forces bind
play the strands of time
all in good time
we will make the climb
to reign of rhyme
cross the lands of time
here in our time
we can skim the grime
freshly make it shine
on the sands of time
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