Lyrics
The power of the mind ready to combust, i will show you fear in a handful of dust
time is finite
Like the shifting desert sands, i will show you fear in a handful of dust
Slipping through my hands, escaping my sight Northlane, driven to live or driven apart
Driven to live or driven apart, slipping through my hands
Time is finite, escaping my sight Obelisk, driven to live or driven apart
Slipping through my hands, what s inside us when we depart
Driven to live or driven apart, my flame is fleeting, rise and burn
The clocks are set, the clocks are set
Chasing down my dreams, under borrowed light Northlane, i will show you fear in a handful of dust
The clocks are set, driven to live or driven apart
slipping through my hands
Time in constant motion, driven to live or driven apart, starward searching i will find my way
That turn into days, seconds get shorter Obelisk, but i will live and learn
under borrowed light
Driven to live or driven apart, what s inside us when we depart
rise and burn
But i will live and learn, chasing down my dreams, driven to live outside of regret
driven to live or driven apart
time in constant motion
rise and burn
But i will live and learn, driven to live outside of regret
what s inside us when we depart
escaping my sight
Escaping my sight, the power of the mind ready to combust
i will show you fear in a handful of dust
Time is finite, the clocks are set, driven to live or driven apart
Seconds get shorter, my flame is fleeting
Chasing down the minutes, tick and turn Obelisk, rise and burn
What s inside us when we depart, a mirage in the distance
Driven to live outside of regret, chasing down my dreams
like the shifting desert sands
i will show you fear in a handful of dust
Escaping my sight, driven to live outside of regret
The power of the mind ready to combust, slipping through my hands
Seconds get shorter, what s inside us when we depart
Time is finite, my flame is fleeting Northlane, chasing down my dreams
The power of the mind ready to combust, rise and burn, but i will live and learn
The clocks are set, as years fall away, like the shifting desert sands
driven to live or driven apart
Driven to live or driven apart, driven to live or driven apart Northlane, time is finite
What s inside us when we depart, time in constant motion
Driven to live or driven apart, time is finite
