The ages of man Archaic as they are Gave rise to countless powers For all their might Even the most edified collapsed And still, his eyes are set on splendor
A savage, he roamed the prehistoric Earth And made of cliffs and caves a dwelling This half-formed creature of beast-like loins Would in time become a king
Mastering his environs now behold! The dawn of sophistication Eras of war, art, and wisdom Herald the rise of kingdoms
Amidst the fire of ambition Flash visions of consummation
See his rise! So brazen and emboldened Urged from within Claim your destiny He is meant to ascend And yet is subject to fall
In the course of empire... Consummation bears so heavily upon him –Are you not as godly as you make thyself to be? Where is the scepter? thy firmness, thy fortitude– Vainglory and the labyrinth corrupt you Grandeur imperatively demands grandeur!
The days of yore are long behind us Aureate clouds of aspiration His eyes ever set on splendor Conceiving the advent empire…
Sift through the fragments of your ruins A pillar, he shall stand at desolation...
...who works his marble for long standingTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
