e.l.m.
corrosion of conformity
broken down from a life unsteady
pierce the dawn and the lord breathes heavy
can you stand the test of time?
forget to feel and unfold what's real
wings appear as your death draws near
now the thief has stole your prime
you're begging for the lesser
when triumph comes you remain undone
does the distant life seem better?
now the thief has stole your prime