Our comprehended rhythm of evolution
Seizing gears grinding to a rest.
The selfish application of man to time
An apparition of importance.
Progress was never in your grip.
Our haggard vision of hope
Dissolved by the void of time.
The cruel hands of mortality
Alkilmize our being.
We experience the linear
And act upon these orbs.
What existence knows as time
Shattered, splintered, combusting
And flailing in a dimensional fog.
Instances forever merge,
Their properties undefined and vacant.
The noose tightens as we adapt.
The future is stagnant,
The present a cold dry plane.
Our haggard vision of hope
Dissolved by the void of time.
The cruel hands of mortality
Alkilmize our being