As the centuries pass by
Ages always come and go
But time travels far too fast
For the race of man to grow.
He becomes so obsessed in
His pursuit for god-like power
The stars watch his sad refrain
From their tall twilight tower.
Man yearns to retain his youth
But he is destined to age
And grow bitter with truth in
The gloom of his mortal cage.
So when the sun cannot rise
And all the stars lose their shine
Man may just discover his
Greatest foe was always time.
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