Hammering pickaxe on rock-like ice
announce new light on endless dark
a pair of eyes immensely deep
melt their glances through the falling cover
Long hair carpets a straight staring head
that knows of former centuries
freezed in a fraction
of a warm September night
in the warm September light

A night and a forest - away from our days
the unicorn ain't but a lie
A jasper embraced by its rock someone giggles
A messenger to his ... Salvador!
Sun finds his eyes - ice melts away immediately
- they all scurried away
to survive that unique sight
to survive that unique scene
who should believe - what they'd seen

A hundred optimistic swords
hover above seas of weed
another hundred follow them
twisting, swirling seriously
The weed hides heads beyond the lot
scared of facing what's to come
the air is cut and gets mixed up
with clouds of dust and blood-warm breath

Shiny shields and polished helmets
race against a gap in time
restless driven brainless armours
face the coming lap of crime
like the night that's coming sudden
like a fatal unavoidable due
the loss of charm 's to glorify harm
and the melange is cruel the revenge is sure

A trade is done A trade is done
A king is crowned A Caesar's crowned
A people's sold A people's paralyzed
His tribe's suppressed

This son of old times came back to our age
list'ning to what's said about human rage
Perfectly strangered by his arctic fate
never expecting a comeback on stage
of our sage - of our times
crowned by simple minds
in our cage - in the lime-
light on failing attempts

Solo

Shiny shields and polished helmets
rage against a gap in time
brainless - restless driven armours
keen on glory, fame & wine
Blood-bathed shields & damaged helmets
flee the revenge of time
but the blood-warm breath of ragin' victims
poisons quicker than red wine

A trade is done A Caesar's crowned
A trade is done A new god is born
A people's paralyzed and mankind is surprised