F.O.S.

Waiting for a chance

Like a fallen angel

That's been lost among the sands

In an hourglass of illusion

It's a momentary lapse

Of concentration that I had

As I slip into this world of darkness

Searching with my

Searching with my hands

Madness starts to play

Fills my mind with images too horrible to say

Scenes so real and twisted

Are they temporary thoughts

To disappear when I awake?

Or are they soon to be realities

That I must undertake

Once again

Walking the fields of sorrow

Toward the horizon I go

Staring alone inside the night

Darkness throws it's blackest light

Candles burning heading out of sight

Walking the fields of sorrow

My eyes black as coal

They hold the answers to the cries

That I'm holding here inside

One more thing to make me lose my mind

Think fast in the heat of the moment

He speaks but the words seem stolen

He tells me of lives he's broken

Now he's giving me a fair warning

Turn and run but my legs take me nowhere

Paralyzed by his cold-ass death stare

He wants to bargain for my soul

In this game I've lost all control

I wake and find I'm alone

Sweat in the cold morning air

Some kind of twisted delusions

Are they really there inside?

One more thing to make me lose my mind

I can't recall the things that I've seen

It's a loss inside my memory

I'm sure my visions will return

To hell with the devil watch him burn

Spent time in a dream with the insane

For now I seem to have escaped

From the spell that's been cast upon me

For now my soul is set free

From the cold

Before I go

Before I wander far

Walking through the fields of sorrow

Walking through the fields of sorrow

They will never let you go

Never let you go

Never let you go