The Setting of the Sun

I am alone, I am my own

Do whatever I do

I am a man; I am a god

A pauper just like you

All is well with the setting of the sun

All is well with the setting of the sun

Cause to fight, cause to die

For the glory of truth

Cause to rise, cause to fall

It's all bitter yet true

Teach to beg, teach to rule

The master is not you

Teach to love, teach to hate

Now wicked and cruel

All is well and nothing is undone

All is well and no one is the one

All is well and the victory is won

All is well with the setting of the sun