Tick tock chimes the clock
To a fate we'll never know
This pain is never ceasing as we keep on repeating
This same melody in our minds
This endless dance
That still torments us
And will for the rest of time.
A ceaseless melody
That sings round and sound
Resembling a merry go round
One and two
Three and four
This never ending loop
That keeps us entranced with this horrific cycle
As this clock slows down
Our hearts will stop
This hearse will reach the end of it's carriage ride
We'll stop here at the end of the line
To our graves we must fall
Come one
Come all
And see the death of a man
A man whom no one understands
Locked inside a cage
But the key held in his hands
Drip, drop
Time will stop
But never for our man
Our misunderstood man
