Queen Of The Hours

Queen of the hours lies waiting for the wind to blow away 
the veil of time
Slowly now the threads of age are starting to unwind

refrain:
Queen of the hours
Along, Along, Along the path of time, of time,
She is still
The clock shall tell the tale
When all is well, is well.

Black was the night that came in from the East and caused 
the land to sleep.
Riding on a storm, it carved a message in Isabella Creek.

refrain

Dawn is the death wish night has passed away, it left the 
sacred flower,
Opened up the grave and bowed its life unto the Queen of 
Hours.