Down on your knees to find your way. Through this labyrinth of whys. Time and again rig and replay. When nothing justifies. Or leaves a trace to tell. A way out of your shell. To sample life. Time is a wraith. At the point of no return. A memory of the light of day. Time is ablaze. And so we burn. Until the ashes of our lives. Are blown away. Wish I had the power to make you stay. Out through the frozen haze of grey. If constellations align. More brutally sliced by lie than blade. Three acts of cruel design. Disconnect the dots. And against all odds. Still survive. Time is a wraith. At the point of no return. A memory of the light of day. Time is ablaze. And so we burn. Until the ashes of our lives. Are blown away. Wish I had the power to make you stay. For the sake of thrill. Would you own the kill?. Would you impose your will. On another still?. Time is a wraith. At the point of no return. A memory of the light of day. Time is ablaze. And so we burn. Until the ashes of our lives. Are blown away. Wish I had the power to make you stay