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. By way of kingdom, By way of force, By way of empire, By way of time, The strong survive.