Right now
too late
pendulum of life
heartbeats multiply
rip apart remains
of infinity
and in progress they remain
like ants on the ground
collecting
and they withering away
like grass in the sun
rotting
and they're counting those
hours, minutes, seconds, time
men cannot stop decay
black clocks ticking life away
when nothing remains
sharp pendulums slit up the strings like
blades mowing down cold
limbs In the end
centuries, decades, years, Time
nothing remains
men cannot stop decay
black clocks ticking life away
when nothing remains
sharp pendulums slit up the strings like
blades mowing down cold
limbs In the end