Dispatched

Like a River of Sand

Dispatched


You are old and sick 
Waiting for the night 
Lonely in your heart 
The times have been hard 

Outside your door 
It's snowing, it's cold 
Fire won't help 
You're freezing your balls 

You will raise your hand 
To see what's behind 
Like a river of sand 
Will open your mind 

You got to swallow you pride 
Eat up your lies 
Catching the chance 
To get things back 

Killing for fun 
Your heart is dark 
You give your hand 
To enslave your lord 

You will raise your hand 
To see what's behind 
Like a river of sand 
Will open your mind