The Temple Of The King

One day, in the year of the fox,
Came a time remembered well,
When the strong young man of the rising sun,
Heard the tolling of the great black bell.

One day in the year of the fox,
When the bell began to ring,
It meant the time had come for one to go,
To the temple of the king.

There in the middle of the circle he stands,
Searching, seeking,
With just one touch of his trembling hand,
The answer will be found.

Daylight waits while the old man sings,
Heaven, help me!
And then like the rush of a thousand wings,
It shines upon the one,
And the day has just begun.

One day in the year of the fox,
Came a time remembered well,
When the strong young man of the rising sun,
Heard the tolling of the great black bell.

One day in the year of the fox,
When the bell began to sing,
It meant the time had come for the one to go,
To the temple of the king.

There in the middle of the people he stands,
Seeing, feeling,
With just a wave of the strong right hand, he's gone,
To the temple of the king...

Far from the circle, at the edge of the world,
He's hoping, wondering,
Thinking back on the stories he's heard of,
What he's going to see.

There in the middle of a circle it lies.
Heaven, help me!
Then all could see by the shine in his eyes,
The answer had been found.

Back with the people in the circle he stands,
Giving, feeling,
With just one touch of a strong right hand, they know,
Of the temple and the king...

Dio rest in peace!! (your fans from México).
Dio rest in peace!! (your fans from Israel).
Dio rest in peace!! (your fans from Brazil).
Dio rest in peace!! (your fans from Turkey).
Dio rest in peace!! (your fans from Bulgaria).
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Dio rest in peace!! (your fans from Thailand).