Man alone, born of stone Will stamp the dust of time His hands strike the flame of his soul Ties a rope to a tree and hangs the universe Until the winds
Man alone; born of stone; Will stamp the dust of time His hands strike the flame of his soul; Ties a rope to a tree and hangs the universe Until the winds
Man alone; born of stone; Will stamp the dust of time His hands strike the flame of his soul; Ties a rope to a tree and hangs the Universe Until the