Tick says the clock,
the unending voice of time
it’s train, trudging on
Never waiting, never stopping.
I am Time
Nothing mortal has been able to stop me.
Nothing mortal will ever do.
Till the archangel comes.
Tick says the clock.
Time lost, is time gone,
Time wasted, is life wasted
The man chasing me ends up wearied
The man waiting for me ends up restless.
Like money is never enough.
Time is never enough
It keeps flying away
The bird of time never rests.
Who knows how much time we have left?
When the fabric of mortality will be taken from us
When time stands to tick no more
When man stands to boast no more.
Suddenly, the archangel shall blow his trump.
Then time shall die
Whilst we escape into
To the land where no man shall dirge, it’s demise.
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