Ghouls of time

In ancient times, timeworn and dried,
The sand in a prison cell,
Carried away by the wind, for thousand years of reign.

In times to come, he'll bring us despair and the storm.
Listen to my prayers, casting out my fears,
Time changes from days to weeks,
And from weeks to years, I feel the rage it wreaks.

What will I become?
And where do I belong?

I don't fear what's perfect clear,
The ghouls of time are walking on me.
I behold a perfect gold,
The ghouls of time have taken their toll.

All these stories of long ago,
In olden days beloved by all.
These fairytales are forgotten,
We've closed the book and put an end.
And creatures rise from the dead,
Once again the time has fled.

What will I become?
And where do I belong?

I don't fear what's perfect clear,
The ghouls of time are walking on me.
I behold a perfect gold,
The ghouls of time have taken their toll.

They're getting closer day by day,
I hear them come… I hear them come,
The ghouls of time.

What will I become?
And where do I belong?

I don't fear what's perfect clear,
The ghouls of time are walking on me.
I behold a perfect gold,
The ghouls of time have taken their toll.

In times to come, he'll bring us despair and the storm.
Listen to my prayers, casting out my fears,
Time changes from days to weeks,
And from weeks to years, I feel the rage it wreaks.