The Return - In Europa

	The seasons have turned, the sun is back again
	The long nights are over, we have reached the serpent's end
	Forget this new God, let the old ones be reborn
	We'll hang him on a tree, and crown him with thorns
	Our king's beneath a hill, an army by his side
	They wait with sword and shield, ready to rise
	Our queen is in the moon, the stars and the sky
	From a blood red mouth comes a sigh
	They said the child was mad, or must be telling lies
	For deep in the forest she saw a god with one eye