You will rot in your tombs Surrounded by gold And the Sands of the Ages Will cover you. You will not be discovered Or called to Mind.
Even the Archaeologists will fail you As with you So with Napoleon and Hitler . Lenin and Stalin Will go their way. And lie down in the dust beside you.
All the great and glorious of the Nations Will be with you for company And Man will go on; And forget still more.
All the great prides of all the Nations Are soon forgotten. We will rise to the Stars And leave you all behind. And Rome and Egypt will be but names in the Wind...
And the Green World will orbit Still around itself And whirl about its Star the Sun around itself unstopped Unchecked Till all the ages pass...
The Sun will ride the Galaxie's wheel In company with zillions: And you will be forgotten. Yes proud Conquerors Utterly forgotten!
The Sun will ride the Galaxies wheel In company with zillions: And you will be forgotten. Yes proud Conquerors Utterly forgotten!