A maiden by the seaside was taken from her land On a bull across the waves until she reached a foreign strand Her father, a great king, less human than divine True godhood she would find - Twelve stars in azure skies
Stronghold walls of Uruk, Etemanaki's fane Mighty rock of Zion your legacy remains Aeneas left his mother Troy, summer birds search for new lands The goddess sends her siren's call, across the continents
On a strong white bull, the goddess rides In the darkest night twelve stars will rise Daughter of the east with an azure gown Our new Jerusalem found
And I saw brothers fighting, not for honour but for gold Enthralled by foreign agents like cattle we are sold Oh goddess grant me an answer! Pray, make me understand! Will the brothers fight forever? Can they be as one again?
The goddess speaks: "My son. War is forever. He's the father of all men But brothers once united will stand as one again My touch was felt in Dublin, my voice was heard in Spain Ten thousand years may pass by, but this fortress shall remain"
There are shadows over Athens and Rome still lies in flames In these days when need is great, there's no heroes there's no saints But when the night is darkest, Prometheus' touch will burn And the goddess on a white bull - though she never left - returns