Songtext von King Of Time

Too soon to sail the starry sky And too late to sail out for new land We walk the fields of mind Sail across the sea of our blind faith Another day Into the deep And in a way These waters Weep for those who dream Of blazing trails Across the line Asleep the sacred stream Bore tribal tales Along the rhine A tale of all our days Will once be the rhyme The stars up in the sky deliver To the king of time We stand upon the endless edge Of eternity each on our own The days that are to come May as well be gone and so we sink Another year Into the deep And in a way These waters Weep for those who dream Of blazing trails Across the line Asleep the sacred stream Bore tribal tales Along the rhine A tale of all our days Will once be the rhyme The stars up in the sky deliver To the king of time Weep for those who dream Of blazing trails Across the line Asleep the sacred stream Bore tribal tales Along the rhine A tale of all our days Will once be the rhyme The stars up in the sky deliver To the king of time