A man is hunting me, this figure stalking me in starlight
I’m running out of time
The darkness hides my trail
He knows not by which way I travel

The golden path of my desire
By way of kingdom, by way of force
By way of empire, by way of time, the strong survive
And when the morning comes
I see the morning star above me
A symbol of my destiny

To meet my enemy
To know you don’t think the way that I do
That you will die
And I survive