I. Eruption
1, 2, 3 4!

[Instrumental]

II. Stones of Years

[Verse 1]
Has the dawn ever seen your eyes?
Have the days made you so unwise?
Realize, you are

[Verse 2]
Had you talked to the winds of time
Then you'd know how the waters rhyme
Taste of wine

[Verse 3]
How can you know where you've been?
In time, you'll see the sign
And realize your sin
(Ah-ah-ah-ah)

[Keyboard Solo]

[Verse 4]
Will you know how the seed is sown?
All your time has been overgrown
Never known
[Verse 5]
Have you walked on the stones of years?
When you speak, is it you that hеars?
Are your ears full?
You can't hear anything at all

III. Iconoclast 06:27-07:43

[Instrumental]

IV. Mass

[Verse 6]
Thе preacher said a prayer
Save every single hair on his head, he's dead
The minister of hate
Had just arrived too late to be spared
Who cared?

[Refrain]
The weaver in the web that he made

[Verse 7]
The pilgrim wandered in
Committing every sin that he could, so good
The cardinal of grief
Was set in the belief he'd be saved
From the grave
[Refrain]
The weaver in the web that he made

[Keyboard Solo]

[Verse 8]
The high priest took a blade
To bless the ones that prayed and all obeyed
The messenger of fear
Is slowly growing, nearer to the time
A sign

[Refrain]
The weaver in the web that he made

[Verse 9]
A bishop rings a bell
A cloak of darkness fell across the ground
Without a sound
The silent choir sing and in their silence
Bring jaded sound, harmonic ground

[Refrain]
The weaver in the web that he made

V. Manticore
[Instrumental]

VI. Battlefield (including Epitaph)

[Verse 10]
Clear the battlefield and let me see
All the profit from our victory
You talk of freedom, starving children fall
Are you deaf when you hear the season's call?

[Verse 11]
Were you there to watch the earth be scorched?
Did you stand beside the spectral torch?
Now the leaves of sorrow turned their face
Scattered on the ashes of disgrace

[Instrumental Break]

[Verse 12]
Every blade is sharp, the arrows fly
Where the victims of your armies lie
Were the blades of grass and arrows rain
Then there'd be no sorrow, be no pain

[Verse 13]
Confusion will be my epitaph
As I crawl a cracked and broken path
If we make it, we can all sit back and laugh

VII. Aquatarkus

[Instrumental]

[Outro]
Thank you