[Antiquarian]



You're caught in the land of no sun

Without reason or thyme

You're avid for splendour

The spin of the hand is your pace on the run

We got no time to turn

When we strive after grandeur



Here you got your hero slicing up your ecstacy

On the verge of lunacy

There's no time to lose

No chance to refuse - ah



Will you deny what you see

(as you) tear down the nature of reason

That has shown you the way

Where clock hands freeze



[Aaron Blackwell]



I know what I see

And I know what I don't

Through your dark swamp

I walk on deductive conclusion



A little more time?

I admit I would take

But then again

It would mean more time for confusion



You think you got your prodigy

Everyime your eyes don't see

Victim of perlexity

There's no time to lose

No need to refuse



[Antiquarian]



Will you deny what you see

tear down the nature of reason

That has shown you the way

Where clock hands freeze



[lead guitars: Sascha Paeth, Oliver Hartmann "amp; both]



[Antiquarian]



Will you deny what you see

(as you) tear down the nature of reason

That has shown you the way

Where clock hands freeze