Aesthetic Perfection The 11th Hour
Forsake,
All emotion,
I do it violently,
Each day,
Time's running away,
Our fate,
Getting closer,
I'm climbing up the walls,
Betrayed,
Clock's ticking away.
Demise,
Left to nothing,
A casket to call my own,
Despised,
Lonely and afraid,
Our time,
Inching forward,
The hands creep quietly,
Tonight,
Waiting for the grave.
Time waits for no man,
It's closing in on all of us,
Don't be impatient,
Clock's ticking down for everyone,
Time waits for no man,
It hunts you down and cuts you up,
Don't be impatient,
Clock's ticking down for everyone.
Time waits for no man,
Time waits for no man,
Time waits for no man,
Waits.
For.
No.
Man.
