[Verse 1]
[Gentle arpeggio, atmospheric synth]
The hourglass drips in silence, grain by grain,
Every moment slips like whispers of the rain.
I feel the weight beneath my hands,
The sands are shifting, I’m sinking where I stand.
Your shadow flickers in the fading light,
We’re chasing seconds through the endless night.
[Pre-Chorus 1]
And every breath I try to steal,
Falls like dust I cannot feel.
Time won’t wait, it won’t rewind,
The clock is cruel, and we’re confined.
[Chorus 1]
We’re slipping like the sinking sand,
Fading slowly from our own hands.
Every heartbeat’s a borrowed rhyme,
Running out, we’re running out of time.
Hold me close before we fall,
Before the tide devours it all.
(Builds into heavy guitar, drums crash, screamed overlay)
I’ll fight the flood, I won’t let go,
Through sinking sands, we’ll take control!
[Verse 2]
[Guitar swells, light percussion]
I trace your name in grains that fall,
Each letter buried in the hour’s thrall.
The shore of memory drifts away,
Washed by currents we cannot stay.
Our footprints fade before the tide,
Every second steals what we’ve tried to hide.
[Pre-Chorus 2]
And if we sink, we sink as one,
Under the setting, dying sun.
No tide too strong, no wave too high,
But still the hourglass tells its lie.
[Chorus 2]
We’re slipping like the sinking sand,
Fading slowly from our own hands.
Every heartbeat’s a borrowed rhyme,
Running out, we’re running out of time.
Hold me close before we fall,
Before the tide devours it all.
(Heavy outro, distorted guitars, drums pounding, screams layered)
I’ll fight the flood, I won’t let go,
Through sinking sands, we’ll take control!
[Breakdown]
[Heavy, chugging guitars, slow, crushing drums, screams]
Grains of time crush my bones,
Drowning in the depths of our own thrones.
Every second, every breath,
Pulls us closer to the edge of death.
But even here, we’ll rise again,
Through the sands, we’ll fight, we’ll win.
[Chorus / Outro – Heavy Ending]
We’re slipping like the sinking sand,
Fading slowly from our own hands.
Every heartbeat’s a borrowed rhyme,
Running out, we’re running out of time.
Hold me close before we fall,
Before the tide devours it all.
(Final scream and heavy guitar outro)
I’ll fight the flood, I won’t let go,
Through sinking sands, we’ll take control!
OH!
WE’LL
TAKE
CONTROL!
Atlantica
