He was born in darkness, in a haze of snow
And no support available for mother
So the story goes
Or so the story goes

It's the myth of origin, the holy mound
And in auspicious circumstances
Here comes the chosen one
It's the boldest behaviour
The greatest of saviours
One and only

Holiest of the holy of the holy men
Holiest of the holy of the holy men

And as the parents wept upon the war-torn land
And all the people understood
The power of command
Within his hand

And as the soldier formed a pyramid of grey
To lift into position of commander
Of the light and day
Of peace and existence
Of war and resistance
One and only

Holiest of the holy of the holy men
Holiest of the holy of the holy men

Wham! Bam! To the top
High [?] stop
I can see things clearly now
I can see the whole peninsula from here
I will be your saviour from here on out
From here on out, from here on out

Holiest of the holy of the holy men
Holiest of the holy of the holy men
Holiest of the holy of the holy men
Holiest of the holy of the holy men