Lyrics The Prophecy - Hawkwind

The Prophecy

The dreamer climbed a mountain, aiming for the sun
The search for it had started, evolution had begun
Ancient mystery brought to life, stories of the distant past
Of how a King once wished a son to change the world at last
A shaman spoke a prophecy of creation’s earthly form
One who walks amongst us will ten times be born
Each one would guide us further into the distant sun
Rama was the seventh, when will the next one come?
The dreamer climbed a mountain, aiming for the sun
The search for it had started, evolution had begun
Ancient mystery brought to life, stories of the distant past
Of how a King once wished a son to change the world at last
At last