The clock of time

Running though the game of time,
My clock surly will stop or unwind,
The abuse I took, the scars that heal.
The time where we would jump & squeel.

The clock unwinds around bad times,
Shortend, just a second of time

This game of life, such surprise
The twists & turns, truth and lies.

The pain, the love, the girls and guys,
The nice kind hearts, who hide in dispair.

The Clock is slowed, end is near
Life & Death, both so dear
Heaven & Hell, both are feared

It happens once, so fight for life
Your clock has stoped, The end of time.