although the hour
is very late
my mind is crying
it's dying fate

the anticipation will create
a world unknown
of darkened scapes

the tower of time
rises above all else
but time won't stop
for none of us

the dark clock tower
stands like a king
for all
the world to see
over all of us
and everything

no one
has ever seen
the tower of time
won't let it be

we live and die
by it's hands
it never stops
alone it stands

the dark and dreary
ridge of stone
will never
let us be alone

like our shadow
always there
standing guard
without a care

when the time it tells
comes to a stop
life is over
via the clock

our time is short
don't be alarmed
the clock is with you
until it stops