Countdown from Epoch Eclipse
Tick tock goes the clock,
The storms have become prisons
Tick tock goes the clock, The shards have become Prisms
Tick tock goes the clock,
And now what shall we play?
Tick tock goes the clock,
'Til the Storms have gone away
Tick tock goes the clock,
And then what shall we see?
Tick tock, beware the days
Since Storms have come to be.
Tick tock goes the clock,
And all the years they fly,
Tick tock, and all too soon,
The cycle goes awry.
Tick tock goes the clock,
We laugh at time and mourned her,
Tick tock goes the clock,
The wheels are torn asunder
Tick tock goes the clock,
We searched for rhymes or reasons
Tick tock goes the clock,
But soon will end the seasons
Heros, brave and good,
Took a stand with violence,
Then, when they understood,
They could not stand the silence.
The storms have become prisons
Tick tock goes the clock, The shards have become Prisms
Tick tock goes the clock,
And now what shall we play?
Tick tock goes the clock,
'Til the Storms have gone away
Tick tock goes the clock,
And then what shall we see?
Tick tock, beware the days
Since Storms have come to be.
Tick tock goes the clock,
And all the years they fly,
Tick tock, and all too soon,
The cycle goes awry.
Tick tock goes the clock,
We laugh at time and mourned her,
Tick tock goes the clock,
The wheels are torn asunder
Tick tock goes the clock,
We searched for rhymes or reasons
Tick tock goes the clock,
But soon will end the seasons
Heros, brave and good,
Took a stand with violence,
Then, when they understood,
They could not stand the silence.
This ditty, heard locally in the regions of the Seven Kells, is a solely eighth iteration creation, and may have its roots in the Whyspermists.