Hollenthon

The ticking hour of Father Time releases memories locked in mind
A wandering beggar digging holes in all unspoken deeds of old
A yellow death lay on his face, a smile so fixed not of this race
Indeed hed known where he would go, to where he feared it clearly showed
The devil I can safely tell
Has neither hoof, nor tail, nor sting
Nor is he, as some sages swear,
A spirit, neither here nor there
In nothing-yet in everything
He is what we are-a gentleman
A statesman spinning his web of crimes,
A swindler, living as he can
The ticking hour of Father Time released the memories locked in mind
The clocks monotonous tick obscured to most this mans so lonely cry
Hed said that with his clenched teeth, hed seize the earth from underneath
Hed seize the earth from underneath, and drag it with him down to hell
[Lyrics based on Percy Bysshe Shelleys "Peter Bell the Third"]
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