burning moments fly
slaves of tick and tock
minutes into years
raging ravenous clock
always infernal ticking
a demon in your ear
if only there was time
lose another year
every passing tick
hunger will it grow
what you could've done
none will ever know
countdown has begun
youth has run away
there's no cure for time
life is in the way
Feb 2, 2014
Feb 2, 2014 at 6:57 PM UTC
burning moments fly
slaves of tick and tock
minutes into years
raging ravenous clock
always infernal ticking
a demon in your ear
if only there was time
lose another year
every passing tick
hunger will it grow
what you could've done
none will ever know
countdown has begun
youth has run away
there's no cure for time
life is in the way
