Falling apart in tune with time
Time doesn't mind
If you feel that it's real or not

Stuff does stuff while doing time.
Time keeps timing.
She loves you time.

Time doesn't care about love or rhyme
But he shouldn't speak about time

If something's the point of the grand design,
He was resigned to miss it.

Time time time time time time time
**** **** **** ****
**** it.

Some kind of out-of-tune
Conversation stopper
Wired backwards

Rolling with shades closed

I saw the best bodies of my generation
Go from boom to bust
Blame the passage of time
And Cheetos dust

Brujo Alligatore says
To be mortal is a blessing, of course.
We say: To live!
<drink from bowl>

Brujo Alligatore says
To be mortal is a curse.
We say: To die!
<And drink>

Brujo Alligatore says
To be aware of death is to be sad.
We say: To know!
<And drink>

Brujo Alligatore has light coming from his mouth and eyes that says
You may *****, you will die, but not tonight.

To be mortal is a blessing, of course.
To live!
To be mortal is to be cursed.
To die!
To be aware of death is to be sad.
To know!

Fixate on beauty
You negative *****

The custodian association convenes for the final time
The final time
They started on Earth
A fearful bunch
Frightened into competence
Clinging together
To clean and maintain the systems
First of the Earth, then of the other planets, then of the Sun, then of the Galaxies
And now, they must realize their most important purpose
(As everything they ever did was the most important)
These beings made of the material of the Universe
These beings emotionally reflecting the concern of the Universe
The One

Now it is happening
The outer edges of the One have drifted so far
Entropy has gone so far.
The beings ready the Gravity Loop sequence

All the information of this epoch
Lies in the Akashic record
Time for the material to be recollected
Reshuffled

The Custodians embrace, sing,
And they throw the switch.
Time for
Absolute Gravity
Triggering a Big Bang

The cycle runs healthy