Twisted Time

Alls well when hell tolls twelve
Am for the PM is tempted to twist our time
Seven times six or was it just seven minus one
Evil attitudes in pier pasture herds
Accepting posture for a status nonetheless
Countless victims left in their wake
No one comes out from an ever changing checkmate

Speculate the hands next age
As if a slower dawn could rise today
Repeat the chances you never made
Drown the youth with guilt for a penny

Wage wars for crimes as children pay
Economics dance in a closed resources ring
Earth bound inevitable end met with deniability
Hosts gather to purchase status off an auction block