Tick tock goes the clock
Around the face at an even pace

Time drifting by as the crows do fly
Darkness creeping in the bones forming an immortal sin

Tick tock to the beat of a black heart
Breaking and cracking until it falls apart

Dead as the corpse rotting in the ground
A dark treasure waiting to be found

Loving like a sensual vampyre urging to bite and feel the rush
Blood flowing freely into the mouth as the teeth do crush

Tick tock listening to the empty sound of a still heart
A heart of glass that has broken and has lost all its parts

That black glass how shiny and pristine
Shattered into a million pieces breaking apart at the seams

Time heals all wounds or so I've heard
Bandaging the hurt inside and sorrows and letting it fly free as a bird

Tick tock the sound of a beating drum
Beating and coming to life until all is done

~Shadow Chaos~
August 20th 2008