Tick tock. Tick tock
The clock is never stopping
Never slowing
Never ceasing
Never moving
Drip drop. Drip drop
Blood is flowing
Tears are falling
Sweat is dripping
Its something horrible that they've done
Destroying many
Not just one
Could they not think?
Not see?
Never understand?
Sitting in a palace so grand
Watching the peons scramble about
Never even pretending to give damn
Now the successors lie to us
Try to appeal to the nothing left behind
Try to force themselves upon us
Can you not see it?
Feel it?
Know it?
Tick tock. Tick tock
Goes the last few precious minutes
Our only chances at recovery
Drip drop. Drip drop
The blood is flowing from a pointless war
Our lives swiftly following....