TIME IS AT HAND

Listen,hear the mighty mountains rumble	
Listen to the forests roar
Can't you see the ancient buildings tumble
Somewhwere comes an army dressed for war

Beasts howl in the distance out across the land
City is deserted turning into sand
Time is at hand

Where'd that sunlight go cried my companion	
And where is everybody else
Hiding at the bottom of a canyon
No one knows and no one to tell

Beasts...

Didn't see it coming till the morning
Woke up with an owl beneath the sheets
Jackals roamed the pantry loudly calling
Something told me it was time to leave

Beasts...
(repeat)


Words & music by Tor Kristian Berg
©2003