From the dim red dawn of Creation
From the fogs of timesless time
Came we, the first great nation
First on the upward climb
Savage, untaught, unknowing
Groping through primitive night
Yet faintly catching the glowing
The hint of the coming Light
Ranging the lands untraveled
Buildung our land-marks of stone
Vaguely grasping at glory
Gazing beyond our lore
See, how the Lost Fire smolders
We are on with the eons' must
Nations have trod on our shoulders
Trampling us into the dust
Holy - Holy - Song of Death and Birth
Ghost Kings are chanting
Of tragedy and mirth
We, the first of the races
Linking the Old and the New -
Look, where the sea-cloud spaces
Mingle with ocean-blue
So we have mingled with ages
And the world-wind our ashes stirs
Vanished are we from Time’s pages
Our Memory? Wind in the firs
Holy - Holy - Ever-turning Wheel
The Alpha and Omega
Ouroboros unveiled
And our heart still yearns
But the world, unheed, turns
Ancient - Hidden - People of the moon
Our hills were already ancient
When Caesars met their doom
Endless - Eternal - Ever-turning Wheel
The Alpha and Omega
Ouroboros of steel
Forsaken - Forgotten - We are a fading race
Ghost Kings are marching
From thousand yesterdays
The shining roads of morning
The ages golden truth
We walked in Arcadia
(When) The world was wild with youth
Stonehenge of long-gone glory
Sombre and lone in the night
Murmur the age-old story
How we kindled the first of the light
Speak, night-winds, of man's creation
Whisper o'er crag and fen
The tale of the first great nation
The last of the Stone Age men
Holy – Holy – Song of Death and Birth
Ghost Kings are chanting
Of tragedy and mirth
And our harp still weeps
But the world, unheeding, sleeps
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