Of Sand And Saturn (93/93) Lyrics

Burn me with indecision

Scorn me with fear

Spare me the innocence

Pity

Shame

Self righteousness

Scars are made with sharpest blades

They cover me so elegant

With the sharpest blades

That life has made

Put them to the veins of yesterday

Hear me, oh lord of the stars

For thee have I worshipped ever

With stains

And sorrows

And scars

Time enslaves the archon's victim

With hourglass and sun

Binds me to this confusion

Blinds me with its illusion

When Saturn sways and pulls its weight

The sands of time shall not delay

And does this fate

That I portray

Nail me to the walls of yesterday

Hear me, oh lord of the stars,

For thee have I worshipped ever

With stains

And sorrows

And scars

To shift the ageless as time is hollow

To scald the lips with every myth I swallow

To taste the gods, through sheltered dream

That who in time shall devour me