Right now too late pendulum of life heartbeats multiply rip apart remains of infinity and in progress they remain like ants on the ground collecting and they withering away like grass in the sun rotting and they're counting those hours, minutes, seconds, time men cannot stop decay black clocks ticking life away when nothing remains sharp pendulums slit up the strings like blades mowing down cold limbs In the end centuries, decades, years, Time nothing remains men cannot stop decay black clocks ticking life away when nothing remains sharp pendulums slit up the strings like blades mowing down cold limbs In the end