in the biginning there are the cold and the night prophets In the beginning   There was the cold and the night   Prophets and angels gave us the fire and the light   Man was triumphant   Armed with the faith and the will   That even the darkest ages couldn't kill      Too many kingdoms   Too many flags on the field   So many battles, so many wounds to be healed   Time is relentless   Only true love perseveres   It's been a long time and now I'm with you   After two thousand years      This is our moment   Here at the crossroads of time   We hope our children carry our dreams down the line   They are the vintage   What kind of life will they live?   Is this a curse or a blessing that we give?      Sometimes I wonder   Why are we so blind to fate?   Without compassion, there can be no end to hate   No end to sorrow   Caused by the same endless fears   Why can't we learn from all we've been through   After two thousand years?      There will be miracles   After the last war is won   Science and poetry rule in the new world to come   Prophets and angels   Gave us the power to see   What an amazing future there will be      And in the evening   After the fire and the light   One thing is certain: Nothing can hold back the light   Time is relentless   And as the past disappears   We're on the verge of all things new   We are two thousand yearsan angels gave us the fire and the light man was trumphant