The Elder Lyrics - Singles - Drifter

High on the hill he was standing there, 

The guardian of his tribe 

The clans they looked up to him 

With risen hands he started to speak 

All life is equal, therefore we live together 

With all living things 

But then came intruders, sick with greed 

And hungry for power 

He's the Lord of his people 

He's the Lord of his tribe 

He's the Lord of this land 

He's the Lord of this paradise 

He's the Lord of his people 

He's the Lord of this tribe 

Over thousands of years 

He led his clans through this paradise