Paroles de Clockwork With Thunderous Hooves

Few things are certain Those that are, confound The more we learn the less we know Yesterday's certainty is tomorrow's hope And the past's regrets are the future's intent Seasons pass and time gallops forward Merciless Unrelenting Insatiable Trampling lives and leaving misery in it's wake Innocent and without intent Chaos Carnage Incidental fate All things irrelevant behind it's face Sun glints off time's unblemished armor Shining Flawless Brilliant With it's sheen and star-phosphorescence It's resilience matched only by it's persistence Infinite trajectory Barreling forward Fire-breathing nostrils flaring Generations naught but ash in it's wake Blood-hued mane blazing black As the hooves like clockwork Gallop on