would you look at the time

It is now o'clock
Check your wrists for burns
And pray to another's god
It is now o'clock don't you know
Your soul has flown away
And I say God may now be forgiven
For the turmoil he bestowed upon you
Has told a story
It is now o'clock
It is far too late to play the fool
And far too early to forget
Blessed are those who forget.