Our Glass Vision

Time is not a measuring tool with you
The hour glass vision becomes our last vision
A decision controlled by the fate of you
Time is not a measuring tool with you
Step up, step up, step up
Step up to the steel toe
Experience the nature of this beast
And if you should succeed, feel the wrath of my ghost
Or forever hold your peace, hold your peace, hold your peace
I just want to rest my eyes from you
Disguise my eyes from you
You’re quite a specimen
Could I
Collect you
Disect you
Direct you
Exploit you for what you’re worth
Cause the only truth I see
Is just a parody of your philosophy