Hourglass: the Ultimate Anthology

11th Hour Lamb of God As The Palaces Burn The hour of reckoning draws near Judgment day is here and gone Sweetly she tucks me into her arms A liquid embrace to chase the day away Sedate numb, deaf and dumb Stumbling into solitude A clouded judgment d

Privileged, a chosen few Blessed with our time in hell Witness a divine vision, the day we all fell still. Rapture of the dying age, a shattered hourglass Wrath of the warring gods and so this too shall pass. It's only getting worse, not worth a mome

The human confrontation, I've built a phobia It takes my essence somewhere somewhere to take control I may be far from rocking I am the one alone I may be far behind lines and made them turn away I want to know, hey you watch out! I've made them turn