[I. Eruption 00:00-02:43]

[Instrumental]

[II. Stones of Years 02:43-06:27]

[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)

[Instrumental Break 04:01-05:39]
[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 hears?
Are your ears full?
You can't hear anything at all

[III. Iconoclast 06:27-07:43]

[Instrumental]

[IV. Mass 07:43-10:55]

[Verse 6]
The 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

[Instrumental Break 08:25-10:22]
[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 10:55-12:47]
[Instrumental]

[VI. Battlefield 12:47-16:39]

[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 14:22-16:08]
[Guitar Solo]

[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

[VII. Aquatarkus 16:39-20:37]

[Instrumental]