He's the lord of your empire! From eastern shores he rose to be a ruler And he wears the crown For the men that he trusted few were Sometimes a threat sometimes an enemy in war He wears the crown Defiler of the ancient Hellenes Now he breathes like a lion on your neck Don't try to run, better have him as a friend He will desecrate your Gods he'll burn you in eternal flames In no man's land He bears the crown of wisdom He wears the frown of wisdom He bears the crown of wisdom He is the lightsome seism He is the life of seasons Slowly to light-I am the one Artaxerxes-Lord of the empire Brought the Antalcide-Antalcidean peace Fought like a King, brought his brother to his knees Trickster trickster what have you done? Flames in no man's land