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Letra actual de la canción

I. The Stones Of Years<br /><br />Has the dawn ever seen your eyes?<br />Have the days made you so unwise?<br />Realize, you are.<br /><br />Had you talked to the winds of time,<br />Then you'd know how the waters rhyme,<br />Taste of wine,<br /><br />How can you know where you've been?<br />In time you'll see the sign<br />And realize your sin.<br /><br />Will you know how the seed is sown?<br />All your time has been overgrown,<br />Never known.<br /><br />Have you walked on the stones of years?<br />When you speak, is it you that hears?<br />Are your ears full?<br /><br />You can't hear anything at all.<br /><br />II. Mass<br /><br />The preacher said a prayer.<br />Save ev'ry single hair on his head.<br />He's dead.<br /><br />The minister of hate had just arrived to late be spared.<br />Who cared?<br />The weaver in the web that he made!<br /><br />The pilgrim wandered in,<br />Commiting ev'ry sin that he could<br />So good...<br /><br />The cardinal of grief was set in the belief he'd saved<br />From the grave<br />The weaver in the web that he made!<br /><br />The high priest took a blade<br />To bless the ones that prayed,<br />And all obeyed.<br /><br />The messenger of fear is slowly growing, nearer to the time,<br />A sign.<br />The weaver in the web that he made!<br /><br />A bishops rings a bell,<br />A cloak of darkness fell across the ground<br />Without a sound!<br /><br />The silent choir sing and in their silence,<br />Bring jaded sound, harmonic ground.<br />The weaver in the web that he made!<br /><br />III. The Battlefield<br /><br />Clear the battlefield and let me see<br />All the profit from our victory.<br />You talk of freedom, starving children fall.<br />Are you deaf when you hear the season's call?<br /><br />Were you there to watch the earth be scorched?<br />Did you stand beside the spectral torch?<br />Know the leaves of sorrow turned their face,<br />Scattered on the ashes of disgrace.<br /><br />Ev'ry blade is sharp; the arrows fly<br />Where the victims of your armies lie,<br />Where the blades of brass and arrows reign<br />Then there will be no sorrow,<br />Be no pain.

Letra nueva de la canción

I. The Stones Of Years<br /><br />Has the dawn ever seen your eyes?<br />Have the days made you so unwise?<br />Realize, you are.<br /><br />Had you talked to the winds of time,<br />Then you'd know how the waters rhyme,<br />Taste of wine,<br /><br />How can you know where you've been?<br />In time you'll see the sign<br />And realize your sin.<br /><br />Will you know how the seed is sown?<br />All your time has been overgrown,<br />Never known.<br /><br />Have you walked on the stones of years?<br />When you speak, is it you that hears?<br />Are your ears full?<br /><br />You can't hear anything at all.<br /><br />II. Mass<br /><br />The preacher said a prayer.<br />Save ev'ry single hair on his head.<br />He's dead.<br /><br />The minister of hate had just arrived to late be spared.<br />Who cared?<br />The weaver in the web that he made!<br /><br />The pilgrim wandered in,<br />Commiting ev'ry sin that he could<br />So good...<br /><br />The cardinal of grief was set in the belief he'd saved<br />From the grave<br />The weaver in the web that he made!<br /><br />The high priest took a blade<br />To bless the ones that prayed,<br />And all obeyed.<br /><br />The messenger of fear is slowly growing, nearer to the time,<br />A sign.<br />The weaver in the web that he made!<br /><br />A bishops rings a bell,<br />A cloak of darkness fell across the ground<br />Without a sound!<br /><br />The silent choir sing and in their silence,<br />Bring jaded sound, harmonic ground.<br />The weaver in the web that he made!<br /><br />III. The Battlefield<br /><br />Clear the battlefield and let me see<br />All the profit from our victory.<br />You talk of freedom, starving children fall.<br />Are you deaf when you hear the season's call?<br /><br />Were you there to watch the earth be scorched?<br />Did you stand beside the spectral torch?<br />Know the leaves of sorrow turned their face,<br />Scattered on the ashes of disgrace.<br /><br />Ev'ry blade is sharp; the arrows fly<br />Where the victims of your armies lie,<br />Where the blades of brass and arrows reign<br />Then there will be no sorrow,<br />Be no pain.