Magus Perde - Jethro Tull

Hail! son of kings make the ever-dying sign\nCross your fingers in the sky for those about to be.\nThere am i waiting along the sand.\nCast your sweet spell upon the land and sea.\nMagus perde, take your hand from off the chain.\nLoose a wish to still, the rain, the storm about to be.\nHere am i (Voyager into life).\nTough are the soles that tread the knife’s edge.\nBreak the circle, stretch the line, call upon the devil.\nBring the gods, the gods’own fire\nIn the conflict revel.\nThe passengers upon the ferry crossing, waiting to be born,\nRenew the pledge of life’s long song rise to the reveille horn.\nAnimals queueing at the gate that stands upon the shore\nBreathe the ever-burning fire that guards the ever-door.\nMan — son of man — buy the flame of ever-life\n(Yours to breathe and breath the pain of living): living be!\nHere am i! roll the stone away\nFrom the dark into ever-day.