Lord of the Ages

Lord of the ages rode out one day

Up through the great ways of time

Astride a great charger

Dressed in a cloak of white samite

He flew in the air like a storm

And dark was the night

For he'd gathered the stars in his hand to light a path

While the hooves of his charger made comets of fire

Bewitching all eyes that beheld them

Lord of the ages nobody knows

Whither he goes

Nobody knows

Below dark forests and caves of black granite

The children of darkness dwelled in oblivion

Betraying one another in endless confusion

For the Lord of the Dark had bewitched them

And from time's first creation

All the wise men and prophets and all workers of magic

Warned of the reckoning of the wind and the fire

And the plague of destruction that follows the paths of evil

Lord of the ages nobody knows

Whither he goes

Nobody knows

And 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

Whilst all around him celestial companions

Friends from the void before time was woven

They honor his cloak with words of white fire

And carry his robes of light

Whither he goes

Nobody knows

And 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

For his battle is not with innocents

And the birds of the air were silent

Knowing that time had come when time was forgotten

And the waters were stilled and the mountains stood empty

For the cities were deaf

Long, long, long ago

"Enough!" cried a voice and the earth was awakened

The poor and the rich felt the plague of the fire

Death and destruction rode out together

Turning the world to a funeral pyreAnd from the blood and the thunder

Of men and their dying

His old eyes dark with sorrow

The Lord of the Ages

Gathered in his harvest

Lord of the Ages

Nobody knows

Whither he goes

Nobody knows