كلمات Nothing Revealed

Standing on the brink emptiness evolved Measuring the lines the distances crossed Burning away open the sky Nothing revealed... nothing but time Viscera of yesterday Time's a knife to have it's way Only just begun Crimson of the setting sun Scattering the ash places recalled Nothing to see faces dissolved Coming around broken the sign Nothing revealed... nothing but time Viscera of yesterday Time's a knife to have it's way Only just begun Crimson of the setting sun Caving in circling along Patterned dream the places you've gone Merry go round making the call Time only waits for nothing at all