Your Eyes Will Turn to Dust
de Autopsy
Time has taken your living flesh
Stolen your last gasping struggling breath
Lungs in upheaval, brain in a tomb
Becoming sand in a world of gloom
No teeth in it's skull, yet you're eaten away
Your epitaph clearer while tissues decay
[Chorus]
Your flesh, it turns to dust
The dice of bones are carved and cast
There's pain to bring and time to kill
There's cemetery holes to fill
[Leads - EC]
Despite your will, you can't command
The reaper's all ensnaring hand
[Chorus]
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