/ / document . writｅ ( refilteringInfoScript ( ) ) ;// Lord Of The Ages - Magna Carta ( 1973 ) Lord of the Ages rode one nightOut through the gateways of timeAstride a great chargerIn a cloak of white summitHe flew on the airLike a stormDark was the nightFor he gathered the stars in his handTo light a path through the skyRather hoofs of his chargerMade comets of fireBewitching all eyesBeheld themLord of the Ages , nobody knowsWhether he goes , nobody knowsBelow a dark forest in caves of black graniteThe children of darkness dwelt in oblivionBetraying one another in endless confusionBut the Lord of the DarkHad bewitched themFrom time ’ s first creationThe wise men and prophetsAnd all workers of magicHad warned of the reckoningThe wind and the fireAnd the plague of destruction that follows the pathOf evilLord of the Ages , nobody knowsWhether he goes , nobody knowsFar above the wide ocean and thundering riversThrough the sun and the rainThe turn of the seasonsRode the god of all knowingWhile all around him celestial companionsFriends from the void before time was wovenHonour his crown with words of white fireAnd carry his robes with lightWhether he goes , nobody knowsBut in the peace of a valleyA young child was bornFilling the night with his cryingAnd an old man gave thanks to the lord of the agesWho ’ s battle is not with innocenceBut the birds of the air were silentKnowing that time had come when time was forgottenThe waters were stilledThe mountains stood emptyAnd the cities were deafLong , long agoEnough , cried a voiceAnd the earth was awakingPoor and the rich fell to ring of the fireDeath and destruction rode out togetherTurning the world to a funeral pyreIt was the Lord of the AgesGathering in the harvestI thank the Lord of the AgesGathering in the harvestOh , LordGathering in the harvest . .. Gathering in the harvest . .. And from the blood and the thunder of men in their dyingHis eyes dark with sorrowThe Lord of the AgesGathered in his harvestGathering in the harvest . .. But to the old and helplessThe weak and the humbleTo the children of lightHis words of compassion breezed on them gentlyDissolving the darkness across the great valley that rumbled with fireAnd from the death and destructionThe Lord of the AgesCarried the fruit of the harvestTo freedomLord of the Ages , nobody knowsWhether he goes , nobody knows