Dials (Sands of Time Act III) - Scardust

Turning

Burning

Sands

Out

Of time

Scarring

Forging

Dust

Scatters

Burns

In time

Dials forever will turn

The skies fall apart

The skies fall down

The skies fall apart

The skies fall apart…

I see a crystal ball

Wondering

Why, oh why…

Open your eyes to a beautiful rebirth

Watch the sun go down to an endless sea

Open your heart to embrace the silent sky

Touch me

Show me

How you cry

ONE ENDEAVOR!

SCARRED FOREVER!

Screams of pain

Roaring madness creeps inside of me

Scorching scars

I am begging you to let me be

Tainted clouds

How could I have seen the prophecy?

In my nightmare there are corridors I must not see

Fear of death, in a life of endless agony

A voice of hope in the sky of broken harmony

Reap the fruits, sip the poison from my memory

Sands of time, tell me why can I only

See an endless sea, of endless fire and misery

We all cling to the alter of time,

Ticking like bombs — we run for cover,

Fall down to our knees in fear sacrificed,

Scarred by the dials that forever turn

We’re all slaves

To the dials that forever turn

We all burn

And the dials they forever turn

We’re all slaves

To the dials that forever turn

We all burn

And the dials they forever turn

Forging

Scars forever

Turning

Time

Sea, oh endless sea, I seek the

Path to where I once belonged

There’s a map engraved upon my soul

Voices fade, names forgotten underneath the sand

Silhouettes paint a portrait I don’t understand

Sink your teeth, drown my haunted boat in ecstasy

Broken anchors leave one free to explore the sea

Oh, endless sea, I seek the

Path to where I once belonged

There’s a map engraved upon my soul

By the dials that forever turn

We’re all slaves

To the dials that forever turn

We all burn

And the dials they forever turn

We’re all slaves

To the dials that forever turn

We all burn

And the dials they forever turn

We’re all slaves

To the dials that forever turn

We all burn

And the dials they forever turn

We’re all slaves

And the dials they forever turn

We all burn

Who can bear the light?

All is one smear

Who can bear the light?

Who can bring a start?

Small debris float in clouds of airy disarray

Butterflies

Take a small leap into one uncharted world

The stars will slowly gather to smile above your unfolding path

And the roots and the birds will trace

New prophecies in earth and skies

Our bodies, our hands, our minds, our look

Are the only instruments

The only map

The only guide