Time eats our lives, and our desire.
There is the killing speed of time,
and there are endless victims of this crime.
Time eats our youth's fire.
Seize the day ‘cos your weak light
will fade into the night.
Seize the day, your life will fall
Seize the day, you'll listen to the death's call.
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