Day after day we yearn to fit the bill
Dreaming upon a schizo logic
Just ants beneath the mighty mole hill
Hoping one day shall bring a king
Images arise as we hold hope and wait
For a day when everyone will sing
Watching we nod along with fate in our hands
To the songs of victory and spring
Magic reached into my soul last night
Four lions roaring into the dark
Visions of both the future and the past
The power unleashed surely the spark
Night after night we gaze at the stars
Our purpose bathing in their light
The inevitable rapidly approaches
Transforming everything in sight
