Time

Time flows backwards for grime

Prime, we ought to know why

Why? We have seen this all

Chime echoes worn out life

Life is too short, the light getting darker

Fading away

Where will it be, when the final hour

Fades away

We connected all the people to express our rage

We connected all the people to express our fear

We connected all the people to express our greed

Time to regret all the things before it is all too late

Life is too short, the light getting darker

Fading away

Where will it be, when the final hour

Fades away