As the clanking footfalls echo
With the mirthless concrete walls
Down the parting road
The end to unfold
Marching relentlessly
As if to break free
Towards the yawning void
Beyond the dawning light
For the end has come
As time is gone
Behold, the path foretold
When the time has come
For the end undone
Behold
Will I ever hear the awen sing
In a cosmos filled with reverence?
Will I touch the soil in awe again
And caress the whispering winds divine?
Pray the vivid orison
Will we see the promised aeon?
When slaughter become history
Children of Anu unite
The awen's cry
All the gold in the scale pan and the scheming of the damned
Erasing gods exiled, paradise defiled
For the end has come as time is gone
Behold, the path foretold
When the time has come for the end undone
Behold
Will I ever hear the awen sing
In a cosmos filled with reverence?
Will I touch the soil in awe again
And caress the whispering winds divine?
The awen's cry
Will I ever hear the awen sing
In a cosmos filled with reverence?
Will I touch the soil in awe again
And caress the whispering winds divine?
Pray the vivid orison
Will we see the promised aeon?
When slaughter become history
The children of Anu unite
The awen's cry