Time
Time
Tick tock, tick tock,
Oh Dear Grandfather Clock,
Tell me,
Where's Your Arch Of Time?
You took mine away,
Before I Could Say,
Could you just spare me a day?
From The Rubble And Rust,
You rose with robust,
And Sent Us All Into Decay.
Now here we lay,
Within Fields Of Fay
Awaiting the judgment day.
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