Cronómetro

How beautiful it is to live
Without fear or anxiety
Discarding the fragments of
The utopian eternity

Without remnants of affliction
Without restlessness
The past has no interference
For my happiness

When the clock hands
Speed up
Incinerating all
Your existence

Focus your attention
On the present
Therapeutic incentive
That alleviates all anguish and confusion

Tick tock - tick tock
I'm behind you
Get ready because
You'll enter frenzy

Clock clock - Clock clock
Your clock sounds
And you wobble your existence
In pieces

Fatalistic - apathetic
Empirical and lunatic
You are a cog
In an automatic program

Pathetic - erratic
Illogical and static
An obedient slave
Of a problematic system

Quantified the clock hands
And their turns
Egyptians, witches, and alchemists
Recorded on papyrus

Hidden among their characters
An indecipherable code
For they were necessities
Of incalculable value

And in these times
It is still believed apocryphal
For we are prey to a present
Somewhat catastrophic

Your chronometer ends
Between work and vice
Making your life
A complete waste

When the clock hands
Speed up
Incinerating all
Your existence

Focus your attention
On the present
Therapeutic incentive
That alleviates all anguish and confusion

I want to diminish your immaturity
No more, you will fall into my traps
And when you reach old age
You will see that you will only regret

I'm going to cause you great stress
You will have a thousand cycles of this disease
You will suffer for all
All this false eternity

When you slow down
Your maniacal obsession
To perpetuate your futile
Existence

You will enjoy
Your insignificance
From your tiny essence
Extinguishing all ego and pain

Tick - tock Tick - tock
I'm behind you
Clock - Clock clock - Clock
Your clock dreams

Tick - tock Tick - tock
I'm behind you
Clock - Clock clock - Clock
Your clock dreams