Time Machine Lyrics - Blood Of The Nations - Accept

The hands keep on turning, the pendulum just swings 

Prisoners upon this rock, flying without wings 

Captured in a moment, still the hours chimed 

Joining closer as it shifted with the sands of time 

Paranoid dimensions, guilt falls into place 

Driven by an unseen force, swelling into space 

At beyond the rainbow, cross the Milky Way 

Passengers without a choice, slowly turning grey 

On through the night, shine on forever 

Going insane as we ride the time machine 

Waiting for no one, relative to none 

Answering to not a thing, except the rising sun 

Bouncing on this fabric, at the speed of light 

Connecting points of futures past, is its only plight 

Passengers without a choice, hanging by a string 

Spending with a hands of time, flying without wings