Imperial Walls
by Peter Hammill
From the album: pH7
Track 9 of 11 on pH7 (1979).
Duration: 5:00
Lyrics for Imperial Walls
Strange to behold is the stone of this wall broken by fate. The strongholds are bursten, the work of giants decaying; the roofs are fallen, the towers are tottering, mouldering palaces roofless, weather-marked masonry shattering. Shelters time-scarred, tempest-marred, undermined of old. Earth's grasp holdeth its mighty builders tumbled, crumbled, in gravel's harsh grip till a hundred generations of men pass away. Till a hundred generations of men pass away, Till a hundred generations of men pass away.