Time is all you have,

Every second devours your soul,

Slowly serenading you

toward your inevitable goal.

For every moment that passes in this infinite void,

Darkness encroaches your spirit; slowly destroyed.

Time is all you have,

In the flickering of a flame,

As drips of your soul

fall, lost in the rain.

For every forlorn dream that is lost to the sunrise,

Is a reminder of your own lonely demise.

Time is all you have,

As darkness leaks into light,

The veil of silence

hastily departs with the night.

For every interval between a beginning and an end,

Is all the time you have, and all the time you lend.