In the beginning
There was the cold and the night.
Prophets and angels gave us the fire and the light.
Man was triumphant
Armed with the faith and the will
That even the darkest ages couldn't kill.

Too many kingdoms
Too many flags on the field.
So many battles, so many wounds to be healed.
Time is relentless.
Only true love perseveres.
It's been a long time and now I'm with you
After two thousand years

This is our moment
Here at the crossroads of time.
We hope our children carry our dreams down the line.
They are the vintage
What kind of life will they live?
Is this a curse or a blessing that we give?

Sometimes I wonder
Why are we so blind to fate?
Without compassion, there can be no end to hate.
No end to sorrow
Caused by the same endless fears.
Why can't we learn from all we've been through
After two thousand years?

There will be miracles
After the last war is won.
Science and poetry rule in the new world to come.
Prophets and angels
Gave us the power to see.
What an amazing future there will be!

And in the evening
After the fire and the light
One thing is certain: Nothing can hold back the light.
Time is relentless.
And as the past disappears
We're on the verge of all things new.
We are two thousand years.