The Temple of the King — Scorpions

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 from the stories he’s heard
Of what he’s gonna 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