THE CLOCK TICKS THE WORLD TURNS

The clock ticks the world turns,
One second to go of my last hour,
" He's gone ", a voice I thought I heard,
A taste of flesh a scent thats sour.

My soul departs this life with scorn,
And leaves no tears or hearts that mourn,
Just a clock that ticks and a world that turns,
And a bell that's struck atop the tower.