Birth of the Starchild

Her beauty moved the new world with a glare, 
  With a smile 
  To a land of heroes and glorious kings 
  They will one day be born, it has been written 
  In songs they will always remember her 

  You will have a little piece of time yourself 
  We will live like this forever 

  Many will be dead below your feet, o' vision of cruelty 
  For your sake heroes shall be born again 
  For there is vengeance in your eyes, it will mean torturing 
  And death unto the sons of the kings' 

  In your face, o' beautiful child 
  Are the signs of warning 
  And the entrails of your past