Ancient Of The Old के बोल

On a crisp as bacon morning with the sunshine on my head, From the twilight of the dawning raised myself up from my bed. Fixed mine eyes upon a favor like no mortal eye behold, Then I chose to taste the flavor of the ancient of the old. On a chill as winter evening in a doubtful circumstance, He stopped the evil breathing of a one time's serpent's chance. Old black sea with silver lining how I long with all my soul, To quaff the mystic fragrance of the ancient of the old. From a red as amber burning with a chalice in my hand, I know there is no turning I must now obey command. At last decree has destined now the mystery untold, Will shine in all its glory from the ancient of the old.