When the dark ages came and the Roman Empire fell And the first age of reason sounded its knell Did the Wise Men say, in their timeless way That Humankind is not destined to survive? For the dark ages came and the dark ages reigned
And their reign was dark and their power deep gloom! But the light that glowed though so weak, was bold And in time it surged to a Mighty Flame! Man exists like a Phoenix Bird A beautiful Creature of Power and might!
But the fire that warms is the fire that burns Like a torch consumed by its own great Light! The World does shine in the velvetness; A spot of blue and a place of light But the World does turn and it still does turn
And enter again the velvet night! So we stand at the brink of war! So we are children of fallen gods! Both a god and a Beast is Man. We too have our place in the Wheel of Time!
Athens lasted a hundred years Sparta lasted a millennium But the ways we think about as Greece Lives strong between our shores again! Though the waves shrink back, And the Stars contract, And the Phoenix writhes in her self-made flame.
If the worlds should turn towards their velvet night and happiness die in the valley again. Nothing lasts, like the valley wide It ends in another mountainside And happiness lives in the Mountains again...