flashback

Now you're sitting at the table,
A heap of ash so white and clean,
The last words written on the screen,
They'll tint the future sable.

Put down your dreams and get astray.
The time has come, the world is dead.
The time has come, now free your head.
Put down your dreams onto the tray.

When every moment is a strife,
While you are running from the past,
You'll find yourself locked in at last,
Imprisoned in a perfect life.

Put down your dreams and get astray.
The time has come, the world is dead.
The time has come, now free your head.
Put down your dreams onto the tray.

It's been so long, the wounds still burn,
This heap of ash will heal your mind:
Inhale or stay forever blind,
You know there will be no return.

Clash within the blood!
Crash onto the floor!
Dash into lost dreams!
Slash the wicked mind!
Flashback in your eyes!

Put down your dreams and get astray.
The time has come, the world is dead.
The time has come, now free your head.
Put down your dreams onto the tray.

(2007)

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