The Prophecy - Hawkwind

The dreamer climbed a mountain, aiming for the sun

The search for it had started, evolution had begun

Ancient mystery brought to life, stories of the distant past

Of how a King once wished a son to change the world at last

A shaman spoke a prophecy of creation’s earthly form

One who walks amongst us will ten times be born

Each one would guide us further into the distant sun

Rama was the seventh, when will the next one come?

The dreamer climbed a mountain, aiming for the sun

The search for it had started, evolution had begun

Ancient mystery brought to life, stories of the distant past

Of how a King once wished a son to change the world at last

At last