Incumbancy

Brutal
When the world is amazing
The clockmen wind again
Tick tock
The world goes spinning
The clockmen wind again

Fiscal destruction
Unlawful busting
The hands affirm the time

Roaving and raving
Lawful slavery
Again they wind and wind

Burst and break
They take and take
Incumbant
They all be

We sail and kill
To burn and thrill
This time that is not free

The clockmen hate
For what we take
In return for the blood we shed

So again and again
The clockmen wind
Although they cannot see

The evil they harbor
Is one we can't stop
Untill that clock is freed.