The Parched Well

A parched well is waiting for you,
It takes a blink of a green eye to loose everything.
While the sun was the only rythm that you found,
In the odyssey of binding and to be bound.

Would you save some fear for me
And keep me awake just for an hour?
My time has not come,
But yours just ended now.

A shackled shadow on a rim of thousand minds.
Windows wide open, wide open for better times.
And your soul will be broken before it's free.
You saw a wicked cat on the scene, but what if it was me?

Would you save some fear for me
And keep me awake just for an hour?
My time has not come,
But yours just ended now. Would you save some fear for me
And keep me awake just for an hour?
My time has not come, no,
But yours just ended now. (3.5x)