Here we are, alone again, a lonely soul without a friend   our time... die slow   over the edge of the mountain top   draw afar the creator   our time... die slow      stoned sky or is it me   a seculent mind is my belief   our time... die slow      the liquid falls in the land of now   unafected and complete   our time... die slow      it's time... die slow   it's time... die slow      funny dreams no such thing   on the mind theres no relief   our time... die slow      between the membrane and the blade   love is all we have today   our time...die slow      memory burns   as soon as man   all is left is nothingness   It's time... die slow      the time the day is out of place   cause everyday is yesterday   it's time...die slow      it's time... die slow   it's time... die slow      feel the blackness laugh at me   golden apples at our feet   our time...die slow      cause here we are alone again   a lonely soul without a friend   our time...die slow