Lord of Time (Timer)
Living in cell, never ending whell,
Running away from this ironic hell.
Time is turning back and you...
And you are prisoner heare.
You are time lord, the God right hand,
He kepts you heare, the guardian of men.
Never free, never be, never...
Never taste a sin.
I'm a Lord of Time
I give you life
I'm a past and tense
The God right hand
Bring life to earth
And death to hell
But I'm prisoner in my heaven cell...
Lord give me peace, Lord give me life,
I want to hide from your judge eye.
I want to run away, I want to never...
Never again serve.
Traing to brake the chains
The chains of you
Closed in the time cage
Prisoner heare
Lord of living
Master of the Damned
But he's prisoner in his heaven cell...
I'm the one who decide about your life.
I'm the one who write the book of you.
I'm the one, immortal son.
I'm the one, The God knows why I canoot
die...
I canoot die...
No, no I cannot die!!
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