Oh, look! It’s death, again

 

Tick, tock, Shush! Oh Clock

I think I’ve heard a stranded knock!!

Shush and Let me hear!!

Is it someone or just my fear!!

Who is it knocking at the door!!

How is the dust flying off the floor!!

What could summoned such commotion,

That has stirred up every emotion

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Oh, look! It’s death, again

A dark knight in ashes of pain.

Sliding from door to door

Calling all the passengers aboard

On the train of time, and light

Is moving slowly off the sight

The clouds are being packed in bags

The shrouds are ready with the tags

Hanged in the closet of despair

Dreams and Desires up in flares

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Tick tock, Shush Oh clock!

I think I have heard a stranded knock!!

A sound that has the colours fade

Music that has begun the parade

All blues and greens are gone

It is the beginning of a new dawn

The whites and blacks have taken places

The swords have been drawn out of cases

With each trying to take other down

The ground is at the verge to drown

with every gulp, the air gets dense

like a soft sponge against the fence

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The clock has stopped

The shroud has been dropped

The world is breaking apart

Reaper has thrown its last dart.