Time's Edge
Joel Grind
You hear a scream from the shadows
When you're running the night
Just like a false invitation
You succumb to it's might
Terror increasing
You feel it grow near
There's only one way to beat it
There's only one way to get out of here
You are the one chosen in this facade
You are the pawn destined to play their game
Armed to the teeth, fire at will
Suited for battle, we're ready to kill
(Heart rate picks up, danger it grows
When they will strike, nobody knows)
Walking the fine line, of your despair
Walking a thin line pushing out to the edge
The edge of time
You were put here to save them
They made you fully aware
Of the implications
Just another cross to bare
It's not what you wanted
But it's what you need
Destined to fight them
It's time to make all of them bleed