Tic, Toc, Tic, Toc Measured swings of bronzed tongue

Lub, Dub, Lub, Dub Measured beats of the innocent's heart

Tic, Toc, Tic, Toc The hands approach the mark

Lub, Dub, Lub, Dub Innocence races to its loss.

Tic, Toc, Tic, Toc Glass panes look out upon the scene

Lub, Dub, Lub, Dub Eager hands tear the seams

Bong, Bong, Bong, Bong Drowning out the screams

Lub, Dub, ... Ending all hopes and dreams.