The Wheel of Motion

I am the wheel that turns the day

I am the wheel which allows to say

The black hole resides for truth to see

Cause and insight which revolve in me

Feeling the motion that is drawn

Teaching time to be unchained again

I am the one of night and day

Within a world of olde and gray

Making the time keel over continuously

Overjoyed, which excludes any hardship

Reverend in all, bearing no restrictions

And when the clock turns all gravitates

Importance to wake the dawn for that to cast, serve and gain

Deprived of the sands of time, I am meant to slither and slide

Commencement of the dreams of real, unravelled by a path of disdain

The wheel of motion turning over

The wheel of motion turning everything

I am the wheel of night and day

I am the wheel of olde and gray

Making the time keel over continuously