In Service of Time
Time moves in this vicious endless circle
Fulfilling the so called will of the divine
To enter this world alive is the same as when we die
Crawling on our knees in service of time
Chasing a dream you cannot seem to forget
Mistakes that you've made remembered in your dying breath
Time has a way of collecting it's debts
Bringing us closer to death
Time adds to the weight upon heavy shoulders
With the knowledge that you will surely die
Chasing a dream you cannot seem to forget
Mistakes that you've made remembered in your dying breath
Time has a way of collecting it's debts
Bringing us closer to death
No!
Feel the decay of your life
Cruelty is false eternity
For the ones immortal in their own minds
We're born and raised to die
There's no meaning to this life
Indebted to a God enslaved by time
Man is a servant enslaved by time
God is a servant enslaved by
Time moves in this vicious endless circle
Fulfilling the so called will of the divine
There is no time for regret, only regret with time
The fountains of your youth have run dry
Chasing a dream you cannot seem to forget
Mistakes that you've made remembered in your dying breath
Time has a way of collecting it's debts
Bringing us closer to death
Fulfilling the so called will of the divine
To enter this world alive is the same as when we die
Crawling on our knees in service of time
Chasing a dream you cannot seem to forget
Mistakes that you've made remembered in your dying breath
Time has a way of collecting it's debts
Bringing us closer to death
Time adds to the weight upon heavy shoulders
With the knowledge that you will surely die
Chasing a dream you cannot seem to forget
Mistakes that you've made remembered in your dying breath
Time has a way of collecting it's debts
Bringing us closer to death
No!
Feel the decay of your life
Cruelty is false eternity
For the ones immortal in their own minds
We're born and raised to die
There's no meaning to this life
Indebted to a God enslaved by time
Man is a servant enslaved by time
God is a servant enslaved by
Time moves in this vicious endless circle
Fulfilling the so called will of the divine
There is no time for regret, only regret with time
The fountains of your youth have run dry
Chasing a dream you cannot seem to forget
Mistakes that you've made remembered in your dying breath
Time has a way of collecting it's debts
Bringing us closer to death
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Writer(s): Scott Fuller, Charles Elliott, Michael Cosio
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