Pillars of Creation - Skylark

Blotted skies subdue stellar cries Bleeding out from the pillars Nebula of Aquila You have served a killer Time warps these hallowed grounds As if to draw a line in the sand Time brings disdain for the weak Time is what I have With Reaper Squads still dispatching You place your hopes on pillars crashing Time is a clock on the wall we command And its hands made from pillars of sand On our watch we don't seek what we find Left bereft by the passage of time I have built an empire On the dust of Alshain Collection sails extract the Enocules From vast mines in space And so, we live as ageless men From the time the reaction begins The dispenser is strapped to your wrist You are shackled to my every whim You are enslaved by the promise of tomorrow You've paid the price for the time that you borrow Time is a clock on the wall we command And its hands made from pillars of sand On our watch we don't seek what we find Left bereft by the passage of time Time moves like a crack in glass Sometimes slow, sometimes fast We all know the fate of the pane But we move forth, piling on more strain On the glass of melted sand Forged by our greedy hands On a path we choose to belie It makes us feel alive Pillars of sand fall down as gravity remands The bones of the dead in a dusty mist Pillars of sand cannot ascend Such are we at the point of the obelisk As Reapers dock in the Cygnus Port My eyes are captured by the pillars Nebula of Aquila Your skies have never been stiller We have come upon the line Where gravity intercepts with time Time is without mass And cannot exist in broken glass The unrepentant nature of all Everything falls Time is a clock on the wall we command And its hands made from pillars of sand On our watch we don't seek what we find Left bereft by the passage of time