Like the mighty Condor,
Its vulture wings
Against a copper sky,
I have waited and watched,
For my prey!
My victim is immortality -
To be somebody and be remenbered -
Is that not, too, your idle dream?
For in remenbrance we hold life itself
Cupped tenderly in aged hands.
You say - "He´s a fool and a dreamer".
I laugh and i let my laughter,
Like a bright and terrible knife,
Go tearing through your hearts!
For you know and i know,
No matter how young, how old,
we are only wating,
Waiting to see our names in Scriptures of Stone.
So it is today and so it will be tomorrow!