The Sands

This all happens
Upon the sands
At 5 o'clock
In the morning
On the 14th of September
In the year of (?)
When it takes you
From a safe place
Kicking, screaming, and resisting
Then it takes you to a level you don't quite get
You imagine
You have control over the sands
This is the case
I carry out
Nothing inside
The followers
They're gathering
The followers
They're gathering
In the compound
Too blind to see
It's all over
Over the sands
It's all over
Upon the sands
You dream you think
You have control
Not in your hands
Not anymore
You dream you think
You have control
Not in your hands
Not anymore
There's a lesson
For the learning
As it comes here
Crashing on the rogue side (?)
On the sands
The followers
They're gathering
The followers
They're gathering
Something is true
He's just like you
This (?) in the quicksand
It's all over
Over the sands
Over the sands
You dream you think
You have control
Not in your hands
Not anymore
You dream you think
You have control
Not in your hands
Not anymore
It's all over
Over the sands
It's all over
It's all over
In the night-time
I have control
Over the seas
And dominions
But that power
Just like the sands
Slips through fingers
Too easily
Up off our hands
The followers
They're gathering (Just like the sands)
The followers
They're gathering (Out of our hands)
The followers
They're gathering
Just like the sands
Just like the sands