And the Troglodyte shall reign;

and all you slaves, shall die in vain.

Keep your clocks and hurry for it tocks.

For your patience is lost; rush for the tick,

and pay your penance in case you might miss,

a chance that is yours for free if you might wait.

Run you fools as fast as you can; pay the Ferryman,

and find your too late; as you squandered your date.

Alas poor children; you are grown but you failed,

you hurried too much; and missed your fate.