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