Текст песни The Madness of Nebuchadnezzar (Pantokrator) с переводом

Thou, O King, art King of kings…

Thou art this head of Gold!

Dew covereth my skin as I wake up in the fields

Amongst the beasts I roam

A beast I am

My hair is grown like eagles feathers

My nails like claws of birds

Behold my howl in the night

I was warned, I was told by the prophet

Pride is madness

And madness will rob me of all

The brute of the fields

I bear the marks of the wild

I am the ghost of evening shade

For seven years I have haunted the forests

Driven out from the realm of men

Entrapped in the realm of shadows

I was told by the prophet

Humility is wisdom

And wisdom will give me my crown

Through humility glory will be mine

As I lift up my eyes I finally realise

As I praise the Lord of the heavens

The past slips away like a dream

I know who I was

I know who I am

Nebuchadnezzar

No less that a king

Now more than a man

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