Silent rattling of most ancient stones
Falling of cold destiny’s dice
Unholy despair entombed in bone
Warning that’s been given so long (ago)
Silence is all in this city
Clouds in the silence weep
Silent the throngs march in rags and let loose of their dreams
The silent despair in their city
Seismic impulses from the deep
Ravenous the throngs rake the flesh from the hopes and the screams
Recall the jester’s show
Dead as the sparks that could rebel before
Go back no matter how
Dead as the sparks that are scourging your bones
Recall sights of death throes
Time out of motion ensnared in the core
Go back take your last bow
Time to let loose of the musings of yore
Oh
The night the earth trembled
You walked upon the frozen sea
Just one more time the sky was painted red
Take your vests on fire off touch the dust of dread
Just one more time the sky was painted black
Set a star afire now pale sparks announce its death
Prongs break the water
Amid the wrath of the gods
One more time still the sky was painted black
Who wields the stones of the ancient
Did you ever want to let go the hold
As to get rid of the ancient
Enchant
Would you then curse your blessings
Did you ever want to renounce your vows
But you can’t choose your blessings
Pressure
Who blames the source of the enchant
Did you ever want to breathe lighter air
That could dispel the enchant
Ancient
