This is about dying
From the start of life
When you feel beating
Time is the hangman
Pulsate away
Every second
Constant decay
Inescapable
Ever present
Death will tighten
Upon the end
Inevitable
All life will choke
There is no escape
Constrict your throat
Doom grips everything
Time's breath approaching
Darkness impending
Light is now fading
Life has no hiding
No sense in running
Time cannot be outrun
Time will only be run-out
There is only
One way out of here
Death is near
Dying
Time is the hangman
There is no escape
It's closing in
I have to stop it
There has to be a way
Please
There's gotta be a way
There's gotta be a way
I gotta escape
There's no stopping it
I have so much to live for
I can feel it's presence
O God, no
Time
You never know when
Time takes you through the Noose