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