Clock
I'm locked in a box,
With a window and a clock.
Sometimes I can't sleep.
I watch the second hand feeding.
Time is ticking, ticking,
And the flowers are dripping, dripping.
I am awake and I cannot sleep.
All hail to the madman,
Great murderer, great Aryan.
Take all that you need,
Take my life, my song, my breed.
Fires are burning, burning.
My people are yearning, yearning.
I'm locked away, to defy and die.
I'm locked in a box,
With a window and a clock.
Sometimes I can't sleep.
I watch the second hand feeding.
Time is getting colder,
And I'm getting older, older.
Where is the face that I knew before?
I am awake and I cannot sleep.
Autor(es): David Mattis / John Alexander
