Standing by the roadside wondering what next
Tapping into the devine mind of one to my left

To the far left stands a mountain
Hopeful we are, like thirsty men approaching a fountain
Like a Rolls Royce blacker than coal
Draws close, no noise, runner but slow

Above the mountain top, from the sky
Says Him who does not lie

"From where the sun sets, comes the son of unrighteousness
Globally, a man of influence
Multitudes believe, someone everyone fears"