Low in the shallow land
He sleeps in the soft sand
The blowing of the wind on his face
And he sleeps so peacefully

So happily and bright
In the silent sunlight
Bathing in the warmth
On its face a little smile

Makes you think for a while
How it all went wrong
Had your soul ******
By the screen of light

The people he had to fight
To find his rest in hate
And endless debates of fate
Whether he got what he should

And nobody would
Care for his past
And only see what's left
In the shallow land

Where the soft sand
Slowly turns red
From invisible blood
The friend becomes a fiend

And the fire in his heart
Grows strong with hate
As he accepts his fate
He won't be there any longer

The fire makes his stronger
Destroys what he should be
Destroys the things he sees
Submerges with the sand

As he's broken, and collides
No more fighting, and he dies
Releases from his fright
That he won't lose anymore