Blind Man - Black Label Society

Black sand so quick beneath my feet

Time heals my wounds, leave what was to be

Can’t get back what was taken

Broken fates are forsaken

I shall not grieve your memory

Blind man 'fore I was to be

As you wither and you fade 'fore I can see

Gather my blood and this won’t be the lamb

Cemetery of mistrust is where you’ve been kept

Can’t get back what was taken

Broken fates are forsaken

I shall not grieve your memory

Blind man 'fore I was to be

As you wither and you fade 'fore I can see

I shall not grieve your memory

Blind man 'fore I was to be

As you wither and you fade

As you wither and you fade 'fore I can see