Lyrics: Brock Van Dijk
Music: Brock Van Dijk
Beyond the shifting sands
Is an odium to an unknown god
And behind a murderous tide
Is a fawning christ on the other side
Give it life, give it more
Lay another wreath down for Mother War
Unto the ages of ages
Give it time
Beyond the shifting sands
Is an odium to an unknown god
And behind his murderous tide
Is a fawning christ on the other side
Give it life, give it form
Feed the gaping mouth of the stellarvore
The dead will soon be yours
Give it time
Imagine this, if you will
Upon the straight and narrow
A paragon of disharmony
Where one can only dream
Eventually the tide breaks
Into the longest of shadows
The saeculum turns
The candle burns at both ends
Chaos is not the exception
Into the longest of shadows
The saeculum turns
The king will kill his jester
And too, our instincts to laugh
Our first emancipation;
Arisen in vain
In a world as written by liars
The words will come when they ought to
Into the longest of shadows
When the saeculum turns
Into the longest of shadow
The saeculum turns
And the storm will be perfect
Beyond the shifting sands
Is an odium to an unknown god
And behind a murderous tide
Is a fawning christ on the other side
Give it life, give it more
Lay another wreath down for Mother War
Unto the ages of ages
Give it time