歌词
(Verse 1)
Clockwork soldiers, marching in line,
The drum of Iron footsteps echos in a benevolent shrine.
Merciless commander, time won't yield or bend,
Each second a decree, on which fates depend.
(Pre-Chorus)
Can you feel the tick, the tock,
Mocking every hopeful thought?
Our lives but grains in the cosmic clock,
Counting down to naught.
(Chorus)
We're just shadows, fleeting shadows,
In the ruthless march of Time.
Swept by the oceans we tried to tame,
Forlorn sparks devoured by the flame.
(Verse 2)
In the void where silence screams,
We dance on the edge of infinity.
Clock hands spinning in relentless dreams,
Time's cold heart beats in secrecy.
Our dreams whisper in despair.
Every moment slips into the sea,
Of forgotten echoes, thin as air.
(Verse 2)
In the void where silence screams,
Dreams teeter on the brink of infinity.
Clock hands spin in relentless dreams,
Time's cold heart beats in secrecy.
Whispers of despair, our dreams confined,
Moments slipping fast into the sea,
Leaving echoes, frail and unrefined,
Lost to time, as they cease to be.
(Pre-Chorus)
Can you feel the tick, the tock,
Mocking every hopeful thought?
Our lives but grains in the cosmic clock,
Counting down to naught.
(Chorus)
We're just shadows, fleeting shadows,
In the ruthless march of Time.
Swept by the oceans we tried to tame,
Forlorn sparks devoured by the flame.
(Verse 3)
Avalanche of sand, through the hourglass falls,
As the future becomes the past.
Against the tide of time, a silent call
That echoes 'gainst the vast.
(Pre-Chorus)
Can you feel the tick, the tock,
Mocking every hopeful thought?
Our lives but grains in the cosmic clock,
Counting down to naught.
(Chorus)
We're just shadows, fleeting shadows,
In the ruthless march of Time.
Swept by the oceans we tried to tame,
Forlorn sparks devoured by the flame.
(Verse 3)
Avalanche of sand, through the hourglass falls,
As the future becomes the past.
Against the tide of time, a silent call
That echoes 'gainst the vast.
(Pre-Chorus)
Can you feel the tick, the tock,
Mocking every hopeful thought?
Our lives but grains in the cosmic clock,
Counting down to naught.
(Chorus)
We're just shadows, fleeting shadows,
In the ruthless march of Time.
Swept by the oceans we tried to tame,
Forlorn sparks devoured by the flame.
(Outro)
So let the clock unwind, let go the fears we hold,
Embrace the fate that time has scribed in silent, ageless tomes.
For in the surrender, a peace we find,
In the tapestry where our stories are intertwined.
Through the endless tick and ceaseless tock,
Where dreams are cradled and then set free,
Accept the dance with the cosmic clock,
As it leads us to where we're meant to be.
In the quiet twilight of our days,
We understand the truth beneath the chime:
That all is transient, yet always stays,
Within the vast embrace of Time.
