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The Captain orders "Onward, march!"
the endless tramp, tramp of Time.
His right arm directs his Minute men,
and his left arm, the Hour.

To the endless tramp, tramp of Time,
the Captain has seen men cower,
through fearful last moments and dreadful deeds;
brave soldiers, shell-shocked and blasted.

And yet, the Captain's own Time must come,
this history must end,
for man was tuned to a different clock,
to the rhythm of the Eternal.