Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Dials (Sands of Time Act III), artist - Scardust. Date of issue: 23.05.2019
Song language: English
Dials (Sands of Time Act III) |
| 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 |