Turn off the ringers of the micro-computers.
Shut down the engines, of the cars of the future.
The tempo of time stops, and no heart can make a beat.
As the last bed is made for the eternal sleep.

This isn't a fake show, that DVR recorded.
Or some false propaganda that a news cast reported.
This is a murder, and time did the kill.
So update your status to attending a funeral.

It is said that without a heart, a human will die.
But she took my heart with her, so it proves that a lie.
She forged my morals, and gave me inspiration.
So she will live on in the future, for it is my creation.