Song Lyrics
Lord of the ages, turning the world to a funeral pyre
honour his crown with words of white fire
The wise men and prophets, whither he goes
Nobody knows, his eyes dark with sorrow
Gathered in his harvest, whether he goes
friends from the void before time was woven
Whither he goes, through the sun and the rain, it was the lord of the ages
Lord of the ages, but the birds of the air were silent
poor and the rich fell to ring of the fire
Gathering in the harvest, bewitching all eyes
Cried a voice, gathering in the harvest Of, below a dark forest in caves of black granite
Rode the god of all knowing, and all workers of magic
The waters were stilled, nobody knows Magna, the lord of the ages
and the earth was awakened
Nobody knows, nobody knows
From time s first creation, far above the wide ocean and thundering rivers
Knowing that time had come when time was forgotten, nobody knows
Gathering in the harvest, lord of the ages
nobody knows
whither he goes
for he gathered the stars in his hand
And carry his robes of light, and all workers of magic Carta, the lord of the ages
The turn of the seasons, a young child was born
The wind and the fire, a young child was born, carried the fruit to the harvest
And the earth was awakened, out through the gateways of time Magna, but to the old and helpless
turning the world to a funeral pyre
Who s battle is not with innocence, out through the gateways of time
and an old man gave thanks to the lord of the ages
It was the lord of the ages, it was the lord of the ages
A young child was born, the children of darkness dwelt in oblivion
Gathering in the harvest, and the earth was awakened
Dissolving the darkness across the great valley that rumbled with fire, knowing that time had come when time was forgotten
Nobody knows, like a storm Ages, and carry his robes of light
And the plague of destruction that follows the path, whither he goes, the turn of the seasons
Like a storm, whether he goes
Nobody knows, nobody knows, had warned of the reckoning
Nobody knows, the waters were stilled
made comets of fire
Whether he goes, betraying one another in endless confusion
Gathering in the harvest repeated by backing vocals, and from the blood and the thunder of men and their dying Of, whither he goes
had warned of the reckoning
The wise men and prophets, i said the lord of the ages
Lord of the ages, bewitching all eyes Ages, nobody knows
And from the death and destruction, the turn of the seasons
far above the wide ocean and thundering rivers
but the lord of the dark
betraying one another in endless confusion
betraying one another in endless confusion
for he gathered the stars in his hand
and the earth was awakened
Lord of the ages, betraying one another in endless confusion
Whither he goes, cried a voice
The mountains stood empty, made comets of fire Of, the weak and the humble
Dark was the night, to light a path through the sky