Hammering pickaxe on rocklike ice announce new light on endless dark a pair of eyes immensely deep melt their glances through the falling cover Long hair carpets a straight staring head that knows of former centuries freezed in a fraction of a warm September night in the warm September light A night and a forest - away from our days the unicorn ain't but a lie A jasper embraced by its rock someone giggles A messenger to his ... Salvador! Sun finds his eyes - ice melts away immediately - they all scurried away to survive that unique sight to survive that unique scene who should believe - what they'd seen A hundred optimistic swords hover above seas of weed another hundred follow them twisting, swirling seriously The weed hides heads beyond the lot scared of facing what's to come the air is cut and gets mixed up with clouds of dust and bloodwarm breath Shiny shields and polished helmets race against a gap in time restless driven brainless armours face the coming lap of crime like the night that's coming sudden like a fatal unavoidable due the loss of charm ‘s to glorify harm and the mélange is cruel the revenge is sure A trade is done A king is crowned A people's sold His tribe's surpressed A trade is done A Caesar's crowned A people's paralysed This son of old times came back to our age list'ning to what's said about human rage Perfectly strangered by his arctic fate never expecting a comeback on stage of our sage - of our times crowned by simple minds in our cage - in the lime- light on failing attempts Shiny shields and polished helmets rage against a gap in time brainless - restless driven armours keen on glory, fame & wine Blood-bathed shields & damaged helmets flee the revenge of time but the blood-warm breath of ragin' victims poisons quicker than red wine A trade is done A Caesar's crowned A trade is done A new god is born A people's paralysed and mankind is surprised