Don't mind the lyrics

A mysterious clock sits on my desk,

Silently staring at me.

It sits idle on my table,

Watching something I can't see.

I removed it's battery a long time ago,

But I feel it moving on it's own.

At night, when I glance at it,

I feel, I am not alone.

The clock has a sinister glare,

One that I could feel from the start.

I feel it turning on and off,

And that freaks my heart.

No-one believes me,

But I feel the dark energy inside.

Only I can feel it growing stronger,

With each tide.