TIME 023 – Thirty Million Years from Home | The Time Machine

Thrash Metal, Slow, Heavy, Ballad, Sad, Seductive Female Vocals

(Verse 2)
The oceans lay more sluggish and the winds had almost died,
While dwindling forms of creatures moved along the darkened tide.
The world seemed drained of colour beneath heavens cold and grey,
As though the final pulse of life was slowly drawn away.

(Chorus)
Thirty million years from home, he watched the daylight fade,
While Earth beneath a dying sun grew silent, still and shade.
No human voice remained there and no living cities shone,
He rode beyond remembrance where the universe seemed lone.

(Verse 3)
The darkness gathered longer as the turning world grew slow,
And stars appeared more distant in the deepening cosmic glow.
The heavens held no comfort and the silence had no end,
As time itself seemed hollow where no future waited friend.

(Verse 4)
He saw the last weak remnants of the life that still remained,
Each fragile shape diminished while the coldness slowly gained.
The planet seemed exhausted by the weight of endless years,
A world beyond all triumphs and beyond all mortal fears.

(Bridge)
The Traveller felt the vastness of the gulf that he had crossed,
Where every name and nation and remembered age was lost.
No monument could answer him beneath that failing dome,
And thirty million years of time stood between him and his home.

(Outro)
He turned at last from darkness where the final ages lay,
And drew the lever backward from the edge of endless grey.
The dying world receded as the centuries were flown,
And time became the only road that led him back toward home.

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(Verse 1) The Traveller pressed onward through the dimming halls of years, While Earth revolved more slowly through the silence of the spheres. The days grew vast and lengthened as the ancient planet turned, And every fading sunset showed how little life still burned. (Verse 2) The oceans lay more sluggish and the winds had almost died, While dwindling forms of creatures moved along the darkened tide. The world seemed drained of colour beneath heavens cold and grey, As though the final pulse of life was slowly drawn away. (Chorus) Thirty million years from home, he watched the daylight fade, While Earth beneath a dying sun grew silent, still and shade. No human voice remained there and no living cities shone, He rode beyond remembrance where the universe seemed lone. (Verse 3) The darkness gathered longer as the turning world grew slow, And stars appeared more distant in the deepening cosmic glow. The heavens held no comfort and the silence had no end, As time itself seemed hollow where no future waited friend. (Verse 4) He saw the last weak remnants of the life that still remained, Each fragile shape diminished while the coldness slowly gained. The planet seemed exhausted by the weight of endless years, A world beyond all triumphs and beyond all mortal fears. (Chorus) Thirty million years from home, he watched the daylight fade, While Earth beneath a dying sun grew silent, still and shade. No human voice remained there and no living cities shone, He rode beyond remembrance where the universe seemed lone. (Bridge) The Traveller felt the vastness of the gulf that he had crossed, Where every name and nation and remembered age was lost. No monument could answer him beneath that failing dome, And thirty million years of time stood between him and his home. (Outro) He turned at last from darkness where the final ages lay, And drew the lever backward from the edge of endless grey. The dying world receded as the centuries were flown, And time became the only road that led him back toward home.

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