Paroles de Eocene Dawning

Breathing in the misty air Illuminates a speckled coat The sunlight trickles through the leaves Piercing the majestic trees A lustful vision seethes From the first small step A mighty race stampedes From a tribe amongst horses Derived the most astounding class of steeds Sentries in the canopy Watching, waiting for their time A shift in power, primal urge Take these steps toward the earth Stand firm on the verge Seeking guidance from the stars They speak of great heroic deeds They speak of how the small beast stands Dominating all the animals Taming all the lands From the first small step A mighty race commands From a nervous clan of primates Is derived the maelstrom known as modern man