Paradox of time,
Syndrome of existence.
Hear the clocktower chime -
Eulogy in the distance.

Snow falls silently,
An enveloping mist.
Yet the river churns violently;
The world in a drunken list.

Beauty is only skin deep
And the same is true for our world.
An austere stone keep
Whose banner will be unfurled.

Time to reveal the true color of things,
Turn forward the clock but beware what it brings.
Threads come undone beneath the peace
Until reality breaks and the world's brought to its knees.

Time to break the globe around us all.
Spoke drifts upward as the marionette falls.
Flaws found in perfection are obscene.
Observe this chaos that is serene.