When the time is here, we die
its the time to bring them to
their knees
searching for the pain
making the end be near
spreading undaunted fear
and we know you are the one
bringing me the pain each night
traveling through so many memories
in the thick darkness of night
when the time is here we die
helping them see so many suffer
causing just one innocent child to cry
so many come to the conclusion
and may feel so much confusion
we travel to the ultimate destination
seeking a dark confession
truth be the lie of confused souls
twisting in the innocents of life
so many children are told so much
that is only for fools
when the time is here we die
helping them see so many suffer
and causing just one innocent child to cry
innocence lost its smile
and gained the feeling of death
then we take our last breath
searching for the last moments of pain
traveling through the window pane
we break the spirit into chards of glass
causing just one innocent child to scream
in that ultimate pain
when the time is here we die
living for the moment in time
when we make one innocent child
cry...
(c) 2003 Hidden Agenda