Текст: Architect's Eye. Decline. Expiry Date.

waiting for my expiring date
before decay reaches surface

i wish i could vanish now
i wish i could vanish here

the time is still to come
but decline's started when i was born

i try to kill time
but time will kill me

have me before my body decays
take me before i expire

the mould inside
will drown me off

hidden in my shell
there is something waiting to declare
the evil of love and truth

I try to kill time
but time will kill me

the end is near
Who will take care?