Here lies the seed of life begun Creation kissed by Holy One Formed from dust, by breath divine Shaped beneath the hand of time When angels strike their golden strings The skies will echo as they sing Of sacred scrolls and hidden lore The tale of all that came before The planets shift and fall in line A sign of trials yet to shine Upon the Earth, a dark accord Was sealed with sin and hell’s own lord The end of life draws ever near Destruction's breath is creeping here Corrupted hearts and blinded eyes Shall face the wrath that rends the skies The world will fall, the flame will rise A curtain closed on earthly ties The hours tick in final grace Upon the clock that ends our race Each ticking hand, each tiny move Marks fate that none can now remove It is the book's last turning page Of good and evil, peace and rage By deeds of creatures born in pride The wild sons who once defied They preached with lies, made vows in vain Yet never walked what they proclaimed With perfect form, a craft was made A machine that counts the world's decay Each hour, minute, breath, and beat Draw closer now to death’s defeat A riddle cracked with holy fire Revealed by signs the saints admire The devil’s clock begins to chime And innocence will weep in time