Sand (Spiral / Prophet) lyrics

when is the hour? now or never passing of the sand through hands un-nurtured see it right in front of me nulify wage a war on the spineless i tire of writhing, crawling - with maggots writhing, crawling - with maggots writhing, crawling - with maggots writhing, crawling - with maggots lowest getting lower un-rectified the heirloom of un-culture swine breeding divide and yield cocoon sealed diminished so when is the hour i'd say never writhing, crawling - with maggots writhing, crawling - with maggots writhing, crawling - with maggots writhing, crawling - with maggots