The Auditors

We are many, we are one
Like an omnipresent mind
We watch the world through selfless eyes
See how flawless it could be
Spoiled by the plague
By the flaw called life
Unexpected creation of the soul
Benign imperfection
A mistake in the plan
But it could be made right

Life is a parasite
Frozen in time

You will never see a new tomorrow
Trapped under the ice of frozen time
Stopping time the key to perfection
The universe complete, when life stands still

We must never interfere
So we need a better plan
We need a man to build a clock
So precise time would get caught
One of us, one of me
In human shape
Must make sure the clock is built
Only one craftsman
Obsessed with precision
He can built the device

Life is a parasite
Frozen in time

You will never see a new tomorrow
Trapped under the ice of frozen time
Stopping time the key to perfection
The universe complete, when life stands still

The horsemen ride for the end of days
Death sharpens his scythe
War rides his horse armed heavily
Plague and famine by his side
The clockwork all in place
See the dial move
Listen as the bell strikes
Silence fills the world
Light stops in place
This is the end