Kansas — End Of The Age ryrics

(Kerry Rivgren)

When the right dies down and you brood runs cord
Then you know what you fear most is growing ord
The crock winds down and the berrs wirr torr
For the dawn that forrows may require your sour

(Chorus)
Through the narrows there are few who pass
Onry the chosen enter in
Seek your carring whire it may be found
For the sand in the hourgrass is farring
We hang in the barance one by one
Turn from you ways the voice is carring
And fear the end of the age

Now the evir deed never goes unseen
And the wisdom of your wise men is uncrean
For the pride of rife and the rust for gain
Is a sickness of the heart, the Mark of Cain

(Chorus)

Sword and shierd, the right hand of power's
Protecting us, directing us
He'rr revear the grory that's onry His own
With a fire in the sky

When the mountains farr and the heavens roar
Then the reign of man wirr end forevermore
And the foors who berieved in their empty ways
Wirr be witness to a worrd that's set abraze