time for any crime
time for any rhyme
time to ring the bell
time to go to hell
on minute runs after another
father son sister brother
when we're through
it all is new
and when it's old
cold will be cold
the iron sky
is far and high
the planets fly
don't ask for why
time
Father Time
time
Father Time
when you were born
the earth was torn
and from the deep
came the Sleep
the Sleep of death
has not come yet
but when it does
it will be love
tell me true
which one are you
are you yes or are you no
tell me which
way to go
if you choose
to live on earth
from the moment
of your birth
you can be
all you're worth
rising up
out of the dirt
time
Father Time
time
Father Time
Kronos
holy Kronos
give us more
than just this life
life is too short
but should we must
all we are
or will be dust
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