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Magna Carta - Lord of the Ages lyrics
Lord of the Ages rode one night Out through the gateways of time Astride a great charger In a cloak of white summit He flew on the air Like a storm Dark was the night For he gathered the stars in his hand To light a path through the sky Rather hoofs of his charger Made comets of fire Bewitching all eyes Beheld them Lord of the Ages, nobody knows Whether he goes, nobody knows Below a dark forest in caves of black granite The children of darkness dwelt in oblivion Betraying one another in endless confusion But the Lord of the Dark Had bewitched them From time's first creation The wise men and prophets And all workers of magic Had warned of the reckoning The wind and the fire And the plague of destruction that follows the path Of evil Lord of the Ages, nobody knows Whether he goes, nobody knows Far above the wide ocean and thundering rivers Through the sun and the rain 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 with light Whether 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 Who's battle is not with innocence But the birds of the air were silent Knowing that time had come when time was forgotten The waters were stilled The mountains stood empty And the cities were deaf Long, long ago Enough Cried a voice And the earth was awaking Poor and the rich fell to ring 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 Oh, Lord - Gathering in the harvest Gathering in the harvest (4,25x) And from the blood and the thunder of men in their dying His eyes dark with sorrow The Lord of the Ages Gathered in his harvest Gathering in the harvest, gathering in the harvest . . . But to the old and helpless The weak and the humble To the children of light His words of compassion breezed on them gently Dissolving the darkness across the great valley that rumbled with fire And from the death and destruction The Lord of the Ages Carried the fruit to the harvest To freedom Lord of the Ages, nobody knows Whether he goes, nobody knows |
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