...Of Repetitive Art

Crystal clear sorcerer
Time you’ve turned to none
My life has slowly gone
And his death so quickly come
All hope in just one cloth
Standing still, my skin moves forth
Lost but never caught
Yet caught in my own breath
This black scarf
This black scarf
As repetitive art
While in life I’ll sleep, in death we’ll meet
Black scarf
Dressed in death through time I’ll walk
But never trust a dead mans clock
Trapped deep down inside these rocks
History I’ll simply mock
All hope in just one cloth
Lying still while time moves forth
Not lost but somehow caught
Caught in nature’s wrath
This black scarf
This black scarf
As repetitive art
While in life I’ll sleep, in death we’ll meet
Black scarf
I am time, a mysterious form
Oppositions I do not know
I keep passing and passing on
And I’ll betray as soon as nature calls my name
You gave me walls and borders of no meaning
So I give you death cloaked in life!