The Great Spirit stays the hand of the Barbarian

Close all your eyes

And open your mind

Vanity real

Evil of the worst kind

I've lived a thousand lives

And what hath god wrought

If nothing is gained

Then nothing is lost

And nothing is gone

And nothing is fine

And nothing is wind

And nothing is time

Stop all the talk

And open your fist

Walk the grey walk

Deep into the abyss

I've lived a thousand lives

And what hath god wrought

If nothing is gained

Then nothing is lost

And nothing is gone

And nothing is fine

And nothing is wind

And nothing is time

And nothing is gone

And nothing is fine

And nothing is wind

And nothing is time