Empyrium
The Mill
1. The Mill
Tall it stands
With twisting wings on high
Built on stones
From the olden mine
The winds forevermore
Will drive its wheel
Draw the circle
And make it squeal
The wheel keeps turning - merciless
We try and burn
We hope and break
The mill grinds on
We lose and earn
We give and take
The mill grinds on
By the water's spring
Stands the mill
Hope and loss
Have built its iron spine
In raging move
And in infinite line
It grinds away the sands of time
2. Unite
Air and wind diffuse
The sence of things in move
Sands distort
Grain by grain
None can stem the tide
Not one grain denied
In the air
Disappear
Try to save just one last grain
And mix the water with the sand
With my bare hands formed into clay
The sands of time - a monument
Try to save just one last grain
And breathe new life into this site
I mix the water with the sand
And life and death unite
Stormclouds form
Air is torn
All I did in vain
Washed away by rain
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