The Violin of Eternity

A bleating cry
A dinosaur, a horse, a violin

I bask in the glory of my knowledge
The time-keeper’s the keeper of all
Hoaxes and lies and secrets alike

The line, it goes up and down
1, 2, 3 … There’s 4

Each a different note, a key
The time-keeper is the listener of none
The string he plucks, he plays, he beats

Oh why… Hell is kinder to its slaves

Coz it is the time-keeper who sees it all
Hoaxes and lies and secrets alike
For eternity he has and for eternity he shall