Written by the Insane - Death Penalty

It slips away like sand through my hands

It slips say like sand through my hands

In great hallways you meet the formless one

In great hallways you meet with the one

This written by the insane, thus don’t believe

Thus written by the insane, thus don’t believe

We will reclaim what we are losing

We will reclaim what we are losing

It comes and goes like waves at the sea

It comes and goes like waves at the sea

It hurts your eyes like glass in the sun

It hurts your eyes like glass in the sun

This written by the insane, thus don’t believe

Thus written by the insane, thus don’t believe

We will reclaim what we are losing

We will reclaim what we are losing

I will wait for stars to fall down

I will wait for stars to fall down

My body the cemetery of plagues

My body this temple of rage

This written by the insane, thus don’t believe

Thus written by the insane, thus don’t believe

We will reclaim what we are losing

We will reclaim what we are losing

We will reclaim what we are losing

We will reclaim what we are losing