Perfect frame

Time, grain of sand for millions
Card in hand, numbered low
Less king than knave, the leaders mind

Is thrown, but left unscathed
Press the shutter snap, that plot the way
I'm over-run, my cause nowhere
Show me your masterpiece, there's nothing there
The iris has no point of view

As the vulture waits
I will find a place
To set up stall
Capture the perfect frame
As the vulture flown
And the helpless crawl
Only the blistering sun
Watched over all

Name, name a price for what I've done
I'm over-run, with strangers now
Forget what the past has sprung before
I regret everything
Placed on a throne, you can
Sink your teeth, it's not
Too far away, closing
Placed on a throne, you can
Sink your teeth, it's not
Too far away, closing

As the vulture waits
I will find a place
To set up stall
Capture the perfect frame
As the vulture flown
And the helpless crawl
Only the blistering sun
Watched over all