Shiva dances stepping on the remains Of every man, woman and child That once had dreams in their veins Another day, another cycle begins The angels laugh cause all our lives Are just a flap of their wings Time Isn't it sublime? To waste it is a crime Cause all our story Is just another rhyme It isn't worth a dime We all will be dead sometime So why are we chasing glory If it won't last for long? The dancer spinning on the strip club tonight Just like the mother goddess She brings all the world on her thighs Only through lust can life come out to the light So why do we keep ourselves from seeing That the lust as divine Time Isn't it sublime? To waste it, it's a crime Cause all our story Is just another rhyme It isn't worth a dime We all will be dead sometime So why are we chasing glory If it won't last for long? Time Isn't it sublime? To waste it, it's a crime Cause all our story Is just another rhyme It isn't worth a dime We all will be dead sometime So why are we chasing glory If it won't last for long? Could we all be gods facing their fears? Drowning themselves in their own sweat and tears? Maybe God is listening through my ears And my face is the mask in which he disappears Tick tock, tick tock Time is passing and it won't stop So instead of waiting for our bubble to pop We could find a way to bypass the clock There's nothing waiting in the next moment Nothing but suffering and torment Right here, right now We could be gods, somehow Because every time is always now Time Isn't it sublime? To waste it, it's a crime Cause all our story Is just another rhyme It isn't worth a dime We all will be dead sometime So why are we chasing glory If it won't last for long?