No More Grains of Samd

You stand tall, you stand to fall
Clay statues always end up small
In the end perdition is you proposition
In which you gracefully accept
These caustic words spill from your tongue
Decaying our ears, our brains, our lungs
It's time for you to face our music
You came, you saw, you failed
Where will you be when the world sees you?
For the waste of space that you are.
What will you do when you do when you realize
Everyone’s turned their backs on you
What will you do when look and see
There are no more fucks to be given
Where will you be in the end
When there are no more grains of sand
Your loyal forces have abandoned you
Where will you run? Where will you run?
All your problems are on your shoulders
Crushing you.
The corrupt and crooked devourer their wounded
And they smell your blood in the water.
No were to run.
No were to hide.
These caustic words, Spill from your tongue
Decaying our ears our brains our lungs
It’s time for you to face the music
You came, you saw, you FAILED!
Where will you be when the world sees you?
For the waste of space that you are.
What will you do when you do when you realize
Everyone’s turned their backs on you
What will you do when look and see
There are no more fucks to be given
Where will you be in the end?
When there are no more grains of sand