Falling star From the sky. See the sign of the gods. Banished outcast from the stars Through the flames he heard the cries Native people bearing gifts Welcoming
Bereft of all hope, forsaken, alone To die here in exile Primitive people, inferior life See the golden throne Rise from the shame, from the ashes reborn To be the god they desire Show them your ways and they will learn
Shining god from space Enslaved the human race In the days of old He built those cities gold
Architect of the future Kingdom built of gold and blood Fist of iron rules the land Based on teachings of the stars Symbol rising to the sun Temples reaching high
A scarred face in the mirror Behind the mask of gold Know the clock is ticking Even gods grow old Built a strong empire Now must choose a man Lead your people forward Through him you'll live again
Dying god Leaves his throne To an heir Of human blood. Rise pharaoh rule the land Be the god in his stead Native people bearing gifts Welcoming
Shining god from space Enslaved the human race In the days of old He built those cities goldTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
