From within, without The wolves are at my door Since those barbarians found That ancient weapon of war
We taught them to believe A holy empire we conceived To bind them, to Anacreon confine them The temple priests have taken hold On Seldon’s track there can be no turning back Onward into the unknown
Our magic holds in rapture The weak of mind Theocracy gives solace, refuge From the regent monarch’s tyranny
A bloody tyrant Bent on conquest of our kind We will show no clemency for his crimes Against science and mankind Our temple priests have taken hold Artillery, his weapon and his creed We hold the loyal hearts of all those who believe
Within the lifetime of your children the cycle falls again Every thirty years a crisis, will this ever end? We gave them power, still they thirst for more Technology their prize Now the god-king comes of age There is one path to take
They find themselves defenseless Forces fallen to their knees Against the throne, revolting Men of faith and piety
We taught them to believe A holy empire we achieved We bind them, with Foundation we align them Our temple priests are in control Taught them to fear, that our vengeance always near Crisis averted Hari Seldon’s ghost again appears Foundation’s nearTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.