I embrace great victory! Ride, spread the word Spread to my people the great news We shall return To our splendid capital We shall return And bask in the glorious greetings Bask you shall Bask you shall Fools Senseless fools Hark! Across the horizon - I see it Our homes - great capital Come forth and ride March on and return Our great victories Will make us heroes Our great battles shall make us nobles What am I? That follows That which is Unseen We return To our homes Oh great city We return Come feast my armies Come feast my sons I follow Come my lambs I call to you You shall follow You feast your armies - I'll take your sons Lead me to your precious babies I come for them And yet you know nothing Of all that I am And return with that Which shall take All that it desires All that it desires Oh! Father Can you see it... not? It calls me Beckons me to follow I feel a will overpowering me Save me - I must go The elders see it not Oh! Children follow My will captures your souls I take you and you shall follow Watch as they follow See not that which leads Those fools they know not of my But you my children, Shall learn all To the mountain To the mountain Come infant disciples I shall grow eternally strong You hear my song It enchants your souls You are in my power I shall take you away!