Tarkus
[I. Eruption]Instrumental
[II. Stones of Years]Has the dawn ever seen your eyes?Have the days made you so unwise?Realize, you are
Had you talked to the winds of timeThen you'd know how the waters rhymeTaste of wine
How can you know where you've been?In time you'll see the signAnd realize your sin
Will you know how the seed is sown?All your time has been overgrownNever known
Have you walked on the stones of years?When you speak, is it you that hears?Are your ears full?
You can't hear anything at all
[III. Iconoclast]Instrumental
[IV. Mass]The preacher said a prayerSaid every single hair on his headIs deadThe minister of hate had just arrived too late to be sparedWho cared?The weaver in the web that he made!
The pilgrim wandered inCommiting every sin that he couldSo good...The cardinal of grief was set in his belief he'd be savedFrom the graveThe weaver in the web that he made!
The high priest took a bladeTo bless the ones that prayedAnd all obeyedThe messenger of fear is slowly growing, nearer to the timeA signThe weaver in the web that he made!
A bishops rings a bellA cloak of darkness fell across the groundWithout a sound!The silent choir sing and in their silenceBring jaded sound, harmonic groundThe weaver in the web that he made!
[V. Manticore]Instrumental
[VI. Battlefield]Clear the battlefield and let me seeAll the profit from our victoryYou talk of freedom, starving children fallAre you deaf when you hear the season's call?
Were you there to watch the earth be scorched?Did you stand beside the spectral torch?Know the leaves of sorrow turned their faceScattered on the ashes of disgrace
Every blade is sharp; the arrows flyWhere the victims of your armies lieWhere the blades of grass and arrows rainThen there'd be no sorrow, be no pain
[VII. Aquatarkus]Instrumental