Queen Of The Hours

Queen of the hours lies waiting for the wind

To blow away the veil of time.

Slowly now the threads of age

Are starting to unwind.

Queen of the hours, along, along, along

The path of time, of time

She is still, the clock shall tell the tale

When all is well, is well.

Black was the night that came in from the East

And caused the land to sleep.

Riding on a storm

It carved a message in Isabella Creek.

Queen of the hours, along, along, along

The path of time, of time

She is still, the clock shall tell the tale

When all is well, is well.

Dawn is the death wish night has passed away,

It left the sacred flower

Opened up the grave and bowed

Its life unto the queen of hours.