In time

I’ll cast the weight

of this hour

aside

I’ll break the day of its power

I’ll leave the braid untied down-braid

I’ll breech the wall

of time!

I’ll take the grain

and make it something sharp

Ooo sharp for cutting oo sharp to cut it down.

This time

I’ll be the poor old soul To cast the play

into orbit

on time

and win the placement I’ll win the pacing

in time.

It’s all for the weight and gold It’s all for the wage and the war and counting

order

I’ll take it

I’ll take it

I’ll take the retribution this time

in time

in Time.

For all of the weight in tow – it’s all for the wait

as you were,

ah careless!

And the careless.

In the hours between morning and this thin line I’m host to rend asunder, I’m there

and oh, while my knees break

with every step I take

with every step I take I bring destruction I

I bring

Destruction

I bring Destruction.

It’s all for the wage and the war and the careless

careless

oh the careless