Eye of the Sun - Cloven Hoof

Temple reaches to the sky

In this year of feathered serpent

Proud young warrior

Stands in sun light

With his back against

The world

Sweat gets in his eyes

Starts to climb the giant stairway

Head is bowed

Mouth is dry

Awaiting death

The final word

Every breath may be his last

Soon in time the end will come

High priest will spill a life

Spirits praise …

The eye of the sun!

Down on the ground

Grim multitudes are forming

Heat haze hangs on the horizon

Shadows fall before their eyes

Tension mounts

The appointed hour

Is getting ever nearer

Someone cries

God help him!

Then looks the other way

Great stone idol

Claims it’s prize

Waits until

The day is done

Immortality bathed

In golden rays…

The eye of the sun!

Oh but if the holy writings tell a lie

How many more doomed to die

In vain?

Never asking

Knowing why?

The gods desire blood to give rain!

Solemn hush hangs in the air

As he kneels before the alter

Reflections of a past life

Flash by then slip away

All hope of freedom gone

As there cast upon the four winds

Role of the chosen one

Was the price he had to pay

Crimson blade arches down

And then he’s gone

Phoenix rising from the ashes

Blazing like…

The eye!

The eye!

The eye!

The eye!