Emerson Lake Palmer Tarkus Lyrics

Tarkus Lyrics

I. The Stones Of Years







Has the dawn ever seen your eyes?



Have the days made you so unwise?



Realize, you are.







Had you talked to the winds of time,



Then you'd know how the waters rhyme,



Taste of wine,







How can you know where you've been?



In time you'll see the sign



And realize your sin.







Will you know how the seed is sown?



All your time has been overgrown,



Never known.







Have you walked on the stones of years?



When you speak, is it you that hears?



Are your ears full?







You can't hear anything at all.







II. Mass







The preacher said a prayer.



Save ev'ry single hair on his head.



He's dead.







The minister of hate had just arrived to be spared.



Who cared?



The weaver in the web that he made!







The pilgrim wandered in,



Commiting ev'ry sin that he could



So good...







The cardinal of grief was set in his belief he'd saved



From the grave



The weaver in the web that he made!







The high priest took a blade



To bless the ones that prayed,



And all obeyed.







The messenger of fear is slowly growing, nearer to the time,



A sign.



The weaver in the web that he made!







A bishops rings a bell,



A cloak of darkness fell across the ground



Without a sound!







The silent choir sing and in their silence,



Bring jaded sound, harmonic ground.



The weaver in the web that he made!







III. The Battlefield







Clear the battlefield and let me see



All the profit from our victory.



You talk of freedom, starving children poor.



Are you deaf when you hear the season's call?







Were you there to watch the earth be scorched?



Did you stand beside the spectral torch?



Know the leaves of sorrow turned their face,



Scattered on the ashes of disgrace.







Ev'ry blade is sharp; the arrows fly



Where the victims of your armies lie,



Where the blades of brass and arrows reign



Then there will be very little sorrow,



Very little pain.