The throne of time Is a kingly,kingly thing From whence you know We all do begin And lost like a lion In the canyons of smoke Baby it's no joke.
Shallow all the actions Of the children, of men Fogged was their vision Since the ages to began And dressed as you are girl In your fashions of fate Baby it's too late , ay eaah
The throne of time Is a kingly,kingly thing From whence you know We all do begin And dressed as you are girl In your fashions of fate Baby it's too late , ay eaah