| [00:27.660] |
A drifting tender |
| [00:30.756] |
Come ride, heroes, ride |
| [00:34.044] |
Her galleon severed |
| [00:37.428] |
Away with the tide |
| [00:40.764] |
The storm heads gather |
| [00:44.004] |
Come ride, heroes, ride |
| [00:47.316] |
Illusions scattered |
| [00:50.724] |
Away with the tide |
| [00:54.036] |
Why |
| [00:54.684] |
Do weathered warriors wander their way whither wanting wonders wait. |
| [00:57.996] |
Hark the heralds, anchors aweigh!Hither happens mine escape. |
| [01:01.212] |
Freedom forgone, sinking apace.Comets crumble, Phoebus fades. |
| [01:04.644] |
Under cosmic clamor decayed, hides a path untaken. |
| [01:08.412] |
Ancient echoes |
| [01:11.340] |
Come ride, heroes, ride |
| [01:14.604] |
In deafening silence |
| [01:17.940] |
Away with the tide |
| [01:21.372] |
A wave of hazard |
| [01:24.588] |
Come ride, heroes, ride |
| [01:27.900] |
A-whorling inward |
| [01:31.260] |
Away with the tide |
| [01:34.548] |
Time |
| [01:35.268] |
Stellar stories starward bestrewn, slipping sidewise; see, they're snakes. |
| [01:38.628] |
Twixt the leaves you'll find naught amiss--missing aughts and crossing fates. |
| [01:41.868] |
Freedom surgent shifting ahead,comets dancing in her wake |
| [01:45.204] |
To the cosmic clarion's accord,along the path not taken. |
| [01:48.972] |
Try, dare the dead tread ahead on a borrowed design. |
| [01:57.252] |
Through the sum of their sons do they seek tomorrow. |
| [02:01.692] |
Tonight, witness then as the end shall begin what was final. |
| [02:08.172] |
Their lies, folding back, further back, ever back to primal. |
| [02:16.836] |
A drifting tender |
| [02:20.076] |
Come ride, heroes, ride |
| [02:23.388] |
Her galleon severed |
| [02:26.628] |
Away with the tide |
| [02:30.036] |
The storm heads gather |
| [02:33.300] |
Come ride, heroes, ride |
| [02:36.636] |
Illusions scattered |
| [02:39.876] |
Away with the tide |
| [02:43.212] |
Why |
| [02:44.004] |
Do weathered warriors wander their way whither wanting wonders wait. |
| [02:47.244] |
Hark the heralds, anchors aweigh!Hither happens mine escape. |
| [02:50.604] |
Freedom forgone, sinking apace.Comets crumble, Phoebus fades. |
| [02:53.964] |
Under cosmic clamor decayed, hides a path untaken. |
| [02:57.732] |
Try, dare the dead tread ahead on a borrowed design. |
| [03:06.060] |
Through the sum of their sons do they seek tomorrow. |
| [03:10.452] |
Tonight, witness then as the end shall begin what was final. |
| [03:17.100] |
Their lies, folding back, further back, ever back to primal. |
| [03:26.676] |
Try, dare the dead tread ahead on a borrowed design. |
| [03:35.076] |
Through the sum of their sons do they seek tomorrow. |
| [03:39.276] |
Tonight, witness then as the end shall begin what was final. |
| [03:45.852] |
Their lies, folding back, further back, ever back to primal. |
