Lord of the Ages

Lord of the Ages rode one night

Out through the gateways of time

Astride a great charger

In a cloack of white samite

He flew on the air

Like a storm

Dark was the night

For he'd gathered the stars in his hand

To light a path through the sky

While the hoofs of his charger

Made comets of fire

Bewitching all eyes

Behold them

Lord of the Ages, nobody knows

Wether he goes, nobody knows

Below a dark forest in caves of black granite

The children of darkness dwelled in oblivion

Betraying one another in endless confusion

But the Lord of the Dark had bewitched them

From times first creation

The wise men and prophets

And all workers of magic

Had warned of the wreckoning

The wind and the fire

And the plague of destruction that follows the path

Of evil

Lord of the Ages, nobody knows

Wether he goes, nobody knows

Far above the wide oceans and thundering rivers

Through the sun and the rain

And the turn of the seasons

Rode the god of all knowing

While all around him celestial companions

Friends from the void before time was woven

Honour his crown with words of white fire

And carry his robes of light

Wether he goes, Nobody knows

But in the peace of a valley

A young child was born

Filling the night with his crying

And an old man gave thanks to the Lord of the Ages,

Whose battle is not with innosence

But the birds of the air were silent

Knowing the time had come

When time is forgotten

The waters were stilled

The mountains stood empty

But the cities were deaf

Long long ago

Enough, cried a voice and the earth was awaking

Poor and the rich felt the brink of the fire

Death and destruction rode out together

Turning the world to a funeral pyre

It was the lord of the ages

Gathering in the harvest

I thank the lord of the ages

Gathering in the harvest

Gathering in the harvest

And from the blood and the thunder of men and their dying

His eyes dark with sorrow

The lord of the Ages

Gathered in his harvest

But to the old and helpless

The weak and the humble

To the children of light

His words of compassion

Breathed on them gently

Resolving the darkness across the great valley that rumbled with fire

And from the death and destruction

The lord of the Ages

Carried the fruit of the harvest

To freedom

Lord of the ages, nobody knows

Wether he goes, nobody knows