Beneath the Sand - Mirrors

Clouds of chaos will surround me

Storms in my head

Every breath i take

Lures me to my inevitable death

Slowly drift off to nowhere

Won’t you close your eyes

And realize that you are the nightmare?

Am I captivated by thoughts of mystery

But always doomed to repeat history

Choose your next words wisely

They pick at our troubled minds

The pathway to sleep becomes harder to find

Are we beneath the sand?

Can you speak softly now?

The pathway to sleep becoms harder to find

Line them up you know i can’t rsist

Like the patterns in the ceiling that don’t exist

First light saves me from being possessed

But my hearts still beating right out of my chest

Are we beneath the sand?

Can you speak softly now?

The pathway to sleep

Choose your next words wisely

They pick at our troubled minds

The pathway to sleep becomes harder to find

Are we beneath the sand?

Can you speak softly now?

The pathway to sleep becomes harder to find