From the day you're conceived, a life so naive
A clock in your name is marked
Shaped with your spirit, your soul is the fuel
Till the day that you are mourned
It's a game of deceit, in which you can cheat
Nothing can stop passing time
Endless yet finite, your life breathes within it
Shrouding your final demise
Transcend, as your spirit is drifting away
No way, to live is to carry the penalty of death
As time keeps slipping through your hands
Like an endless spiral, a thought that's gone viral
Ticking your life away
Slave to your money, servile to your honey
Everything goes down the drain
Try running faster, towards a disaster
Another shot into the vein
As days turn to years, few smiles and much tears
Concepts and dreams
Maturing and growing with thoughts and ideals
Whilst the clock still ticking away
Transcend, as your spirit is drifting away
No way, to live is to carry the penalty of (death)
Transcend, as your spirit is drifting away
No way, to live is to carry the penalty of death