Traces of a million lives
Are written on the Earth
Remnants of a vision
Streaming into my mind
No I feel the cold steel
The whip and the stone
Then I see shining towers
Arising from the clouds
I close my eyes
And all is gone
Riding alone
The wave of time
The speed of light
Is not enough
My mind is riding
The wave of time
Pieces of the memory
Are carried through the time
Endlessly recalling
In form oft flesh and bone
Now I smell the vessels
Drying in the sun
Then I watch the iron birds
Smashing into the ground
I close my eyes
And all is gone
Riding alone
The wave of time
The speed of light
Is not enough
My mind is riding
The wave of time