The band first reached substantial commercial success with its third studio album Fight for the Rock (1986), which peaked at number 158 on the Billboard 200. Its next four albums—Hall of the Mountain King (1987), Gutter Ballet (1989), Streets: A Rock Opera (1991) and Edge of Thorns (1993)—were also successful but more critically acclaimed than Fight for the Rock. On October 17, 1993, six months after the release of Edge of Thorns, guitarist Criss Oliva was killed in a car accident. Following his death, Jon (along with producer Paul O'Neill) decided to continue Savatage in memory of his brother. The band released four more studio albums, and went through several line-up changes before going on an extended hiatus in 2002. During the years—partly even before the hiatus—members founded various new bands such as Jon Oliva's Pain, Trans-Siberian Orchestra, Circle II Circle and Doctor Butcher. On August 2, 2014, Savatage announced that they were reuniting for the 2015 Wacken Open Air; despite having discussed the possibility of more shows and new music, the band went on hiatus once again. Although Savatage technically remains inactive, half of the members of the band claimed in interviews during throughout 2020 and 2021 that they have been working on new material for a possible follow-up to Poets and Madmen (2001).
Studio albums
Sirens (1983)
Power of the Night (1985)
Fight for the Rock (1986)
Hall of the Mountain King (1987)
Gutter Ballet (1989)
Streets: A Rock Opera (1991)
Edge of Thorns (1993)
Handful of Rain (1994)
Dead Winter Dead (1995)
The Wake of Magellan (1997)
Poets and Madmen (2001)
The Hourglass
Savatage Lyrics
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He's traded his life for a glass full of tears
The bargain was quick for one's life is less dearer
When the sand's running out and the ending is near
The ending is near
The ending is near
The ending is
The man climbed aboard and set sail for the ocean
He put on the mast all the canvas she'd take
Then laid himself down on the deck neath the tiller
The ship was his coffin this moment his wake
Runaway reasons
Runaway seasons
Time is a treason
That I give back to you now
The wind touched the sail and the ship
Moved the ocean
The wind from the storm set the course she would take
From a journey to nowhere towards a soul on the ocean
From the wake of Magellan to Magellan's wake
Runaway reasons
Runaway seasons
Everything in it
Hours and minutes
You take tomorrow
Because it means nothing
To me
To me
To
In the dark he heard a whisper
Asking him to understand
In the desert look for water
On the ocean look for land
In the dark he heard a whisper
Asking him to understand
In the desert look for water
On the ocean look for land
And there in the waves
Was a man in his grave
That he saw in the night
'Tween the flashes of light
And he
Could not be there
And all he had prayed
Or had given away
He now found to be wrong
In the grip of the storm
And he
Could not be there
Could you keep our lives together
Safely back onto the shore
Could you grant this last illusion
Only this and nothing more
Could you keep our lives together
Safely back onto the shore
Could you grant this last illusion
Only this and nothing more
And all at once the heavens bled their fire
The anchor broke the chains they flew away
And suddenly the waves were reaching higher
And in the dark I thought I heard them say
Could you keep our lives together
Safely back onto the shore
Could you grant this last illusion
Only this and nothing more
But what the sailor did not know
And would never learn
Was on that beach now far away
The young child had returned
And finding the broken hourglass
He reset it upright
Then placed sand from the beach inside
And placed the lid on tight
Then examining his handiwork
He left it in the sand
And then he quickly ran back home
Thinking god would understand
Everything I ever had for one more tomorrow
Everything I ever had for just one more night
And if this is not to be I pray could I borrow
Just another final hour onto my life
Did you ever really want to
Did you ever really want to
Lord, tell me how it will be
Lord, tell me how it will be
Standing once more by a boat on a river
He pushes it off while he stays on the land
And seeing the hourglass now so much clearer
Which someone had refilled by hand
And somewhere that boat's now adrift on the
Ocean
The mast at full sail and there's no one on board
The hourglass no longer sits by the ocean
Only his footprints all alone on the shore
And soon they're no more
No more
No more
Now our story's nearly over
And we've reached the final scene
But we're sure that some have wondered
What had happened in-between
From the moment when the boy was saved
And their boat had reached the shore
Well, they talked about life and death
And perhaps a little more
The boy said he'd been a stowaway
Aboard the "maersk dubai"
When the captain had him thrown to the sea
And left him there to die
At this the old sailor had stood up
His face now filled with rage
And swore that he would never rest
Until that captain had been caged
But the boy implored the sailor
That he not say a word
Because he was an illegal immigrant
And as of recently he'd heard
That going to the authorities
Could often be unwise
When one's paper were illegal
The police just might not sympathize
So when they reached the harbor
With their journey at an end
He left the boy on another ship
Whose captain was a friend
And when he saw it pull to sea
And was once more all alone
He leaned against the tiller
And turned his ship back home
Eventually he reached that beach
He'd left the night before
Then stepped a last time from the boat
And waded to the shore
Then the old man picked the glass up
That he had left behind
And headed for the small cafe
For it was nearly time
And the ocean watched him leaving
To find his lady fair
And as he left he heard her last words
Drifting in the air
That every man
Is born you see
Beneath the sword
Damocles
For young and old
Are all alive
On that next beat
On which we ride
And that beat is such
A fragile thing
In both old men
Or youthful king
And that beat
Stands all alone you see
Between us
And black eternity
And until that time
When death won't wait
Let each man rage
Against his fate
The Hourglass by Savatage talks about a man who has traded his life for a glass full of tears and is standing alone at the edge of a river. The man had made a quick bargain because his life had started to run out, and his end is near. He climbed aboard a ship and set sail for the ocean, putting all the canvas he could get onto the mast. The ship became a coffin for him, and that moment became his wake. The wind touched the sail of the ship and made it move across the ocean, heading to nowhere with a soul on board, and that soul was the man in his grave that he had seen between the flashes of light. The song speaks about time being a treason, and the person who gives it back now.
The song talks about a little boy who finds a broken hourglass and resets it upright. He places sand from the beach inside and places the lid on tight, and then runs back home, thinking that God would understand his actions. The song speaks about the final hour of someone's life, with the singer asking the Lord how it would be when it comes. They stand once more by a boat on a river, push it off while they stay on the shore, and see the hourglass so much clearer which someone had refilled by hand. The boat was now adrift on the ocean, and the hourglass no longer sat by the ocean, with only footprints on the shore. The story ended with the singer finding the glass left behind and heading to a small cafe, leaving the ocean behind to find his fair lady.
Line by Line Meaning
Standing alone by the edge of a river
Being isolated and contemplative near a body of flowing water
He's traded his life for a glass full of tears
He has exchanged his existence for a vessel filled with sorrow
The bargain was quick for one's life is less dearer
The transaction was swift, as a person's own life is of less value
When the sand's running out and the ending is near
As the sand within the hourglass diminishes and the conclusion approaches
The ending is near
The conclusion is imminent
The ending is near
The conclusion is imminent
The ending is
The conclusion is
The man climbed aboard and set sail for the ocean
The individual embarked on a voyage across the sea
He put on the mast all the canvas she'd take
He deployed all the sails the vessel could bear
Then laid himself down on the deck neath the tiller
Then positioned himself on the ship's deck beneath the steering apparatus
The ship was his coffin this moment his wake
The ship served as his burial vessel, and this instance was his funeral gathering
Runaway reasons
Motives that lead one astray
Runaway seasons
Passing time that slips away uncontrollably
Time is a treason
The concept of time is a betrayal
That I give back to you now
That I return to you in this moment
The wind touched the sail and the ship
The breeze made contact with the sail and guided the ship
Moved the ocean
Caused a ripple in the vast body of water
The wind from the storm set the course she would take
The wind from the tempest determined the path the ship would follow
From a journey to nowhere towards a soul on the ocean
From a voyage with no destination to one seeking solace on the open sea
From the wake of Magellan to Magellan's wake
From the trail left by Magellan's ship to the realm of the deceased Magellan
Everything in it
Everything contained within it
Hours and minutes
Units of time in the form of hours and minutes
You take tomorrow
You claim the future
Because it means nothing
Since it holds no significance
To me
To me
To me
To me
In the dark he heard a whisper
In the darkness, he perceived a faint voice
Asking him to understand
Beseeching him to comprehend
In the desert look for water
In arid surroundings, seek out hydration
On the ocean look for land
On the vast sea, search for solid ground
And there in the waves
And within the undulating water
Was a man in his grave
Lay a deceased individual
That he saw in the night
Whom he observed during the nighttime
'Tween the flashes of light
In between the moments of illumination
And he
And he
Could not be there
Was unable to be present
And all he had prayed
And everything he had earnestly wished for
Or had given away
Or had selflessly bestowed upon others
He now found to be wrong
He now realized to be incorrect
In the grip of the storm
In the clutches of a tempest
And he
And he
Could not be there
Was unable to be present
Could you keep our lives together
Can you ensure the unity of our lives
Safely back onto the shore
Securely returning us to land
Could you grant this last illusion
Can you bestow this final deception
Only this and nothing more
Merely this and nothing beyond
But what the sailor did not know
However, what the seafarer was unaware of
And would never learn
And would never come to understand
Was on that beach now far away
Was that on a distant shoreline
The young child had returned
The youthful child had come back
And finding the broken hourglass
And discovering the fractured timepiece
He reset it upright
He restored it to an upright position
Then placed sand from the beach inside
Then inserted sand from the shore within
And placed the lid on tight
And secured the lid firmly
Then examining his handiwork
Then inspecting his creation
He left it in the sand
He left it behind in the sand
And then he quickly ran back home
And then he hurriedly returned to his residence
Thinking god would understand
Believing that God would comprehend
Everything I ever had for one more tomorrow
Every possession I ever owned in exchange for an additional day
Everything I ever had for just one more night
Every belonging I ever possessed for a solitary additional evening
And if this is not to be I pray could I borrow
And if this is not possible, may I request a temporary loan
Just another final hour onto my life
Merely one more concluding hour added to my existence
Did you ever really want to
Did you genuinely desire to
Lord, tell me how it will be
Oh Lord, disclose how it will transpire
Standing once more by a boat on a river
Stood once again by a boat situated on a waterway
He pushes it off while he stays on the land
He propels the vessel away while he remains ashore
And seeing the hourglass now so much clearer
And perceiving the hourglass with greater clarity
Which someone had refilled by hand
That had been replenished manually by someone
And somewhere that boat's now adrift on the
And somewhere that boat is now floating aimlessly on the
Ocean
Vast body of saltwater
The mast at full sail and there's no one on board
The mast adorned with sails, but devoid of passengers
The hourglass no longer sits by the ocean
The hourglass no longer resides near the sea
Only his footprints all alone on the shore
Merely his footprints present, solitary on the coastline
And soon they're no more
And before long, they disappear entirely
No more
No more
No more
No more
Now our story's nearly over
Now our tale is almost concluded
And we've reached the final scene
And we have arrived at the ultimate moment
But we're sure that some have wondered
Yet we are certain that certain individuals have pondered
What had happened in-between
What transpired in the interim
From the moment when the boy was saved
From the instance of the boy's rescue
And their boat had reached the shore
And their vessel had arrived at the land
Well, they talked about life and death
They engaged in a conversation regarding life and death
And perhaps a little more
And conceivably some additional topics
The boy said he'd been a stowaway
The boy disclosed that he had been a clandestine passenger
Aboard the 'maersk dubai'
Onboard the vessel named 'Maersk Dubai'
When the captain had him thrown to the sea
When the captain had him cast into the ocean
And left him there to die
And abandoned him there to perish
At this the old sailor had stood up
In response, the elderly sailor had risen
His face now filled with rage
His countenance now consumed by anger
And swore that he would never rest
And vowed that he would never find peace
Until that captain had been caged
Unless that captain had been imprisoned
But the boy implored the sailor
However, the boy beseeched the sailor
That he not say a word
Not to utter a single syllable
Because he was an illegal immigrant
Because he was an undocumented migrant
And as of recently he'd heard
And he had recently learned
That going to the authorities
That seeking assistance from the government officials
Could often be unwise
Could frequently be ill-advised
When one's paper were illegal
When one's documentation was unlawful
The police just might not sympathize
The law enforcement might simply lack empathy
So when they reached the harbor
Thus, when they arrived at the port
With their journey at an end
With the culmination of their expedition
He left the boy on another ship
He abandoned the boy on a different vessel
Whose captain was a friend
Whose captain was an acquaintance
And when he saw it pull to sea
And upon witnessing its departure
And was once more all alone
And being once again solitary
He leaned against the tiller
He leaned against the steerage mechanism
And turned his ship back home
And directed his vessel toward his residence
Eventually he reached that beach
Eventually, he arrived at that shoreline
He'd left the night before
He had departed from the night prior
Then stepped a last time from the boat
Then disembarked from the boat for a final time
And waded to the shore
And walked through the water towards land
Then the old man picked the glass up
Then the elderly man lifted the glass
That he had left behind
That he had previously abandoned
And headed for the small cafe
And proceeded towards the modest café
For it was nearly time
As it was nearly time
And the ocean watched him leaving
And the ocean observed him departing
To find his lady fair
To locate his beloved woman
And as he left he heard her last words
And as he departed, he heard her final utterance
Drifting in the air
Wafting through the atmosphere
That every man
That every individual
Is born you see
Is brought into existence, you understand
Beneath the sword
Underneath the threat
Damocles
Of Damocles
For young and old
For both the young and the old
Are all alive
Are all living
On that next beat
At the sequence of heartbeats
On which we ride
On which we traverse
And that beat is such
And that rhythm is so
A fragile thing
An easily broken entity
In both old men
In both elderly men
Or youthful king
Or a youthful ruler
And that beat
And that rhythm
Stands all alone you see
Exists independently, you perceive
Between us
Between us
And black eternity
And the endless void
And until that time
And until that moment
When death won't wait
When death will no longer delay
Let each man rage
Allow every individual to express anger
Against his fate
In opposition to his destiny
Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: AL PITRELLI, PAUL F. O'NEILL, JON OLIVA
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Fraevo10
Paul O'Neill always knew how to bring out the best from Zak Stevens as a singer.
A song like this? Not for everyone to wrap their heads around but to those who can....Pure brilliance..
peppermann
Total class on every level. Pure poetry.
Aris Perantonakis
this band is the best band ever period.
Kostas Kostas
@realitygutter τα είπες όλα αδερφέ...κ οποίος κατάλαβε κατάλαβε
mircea tim
I like them too
johny guitar
@realitygutter sostos
realitygutter
Τους Savatage επρεπε να τους εχουμε υιοθετησει εδω στην Ελλαδα, ισως στα δικα μας μικρα μεγεθη η αναλογια λατρειας που εισπραττουν θα απεδιδε δικαιοσυνη για την αξια τους. Οι υπολοιπες μπαντες τους κοιτουν με τα κυαλια αλλα ποιος νιωθει..
Larry French
I've always liked SAVATAGE. I liked
Chris Oliva alot, and know it had to be really tough to keep going after his death. Kudos to Alex...what a shredder!
T Vandel
@realitygutter Savatage reunion is strictly Jon Oliva's call. I've asked the question, but from all I have been told it's probably never gonna happen. Would be nice since I prefer Savatage to TSO. But all the guys make a good living off of TSO. I don't see them doing Savatage in the foreseeable future, there's no money to be made in it and then expense is too costly to justify it. sadly
realitygutter
@T Vandel I've always appreciated Zak although I don't know him personally, you should encourage him/them for a strong Savatage reunion for the next 5 years!!!