Events forever left to the old,
Since the bringer of it was
Story recorded by the conquerors,
But you worked this out behind the scenes
The new reign is spreading
Threads through their limbs,
Saints and angels guide them
No more freely than is captured in oil
The painter re-draws the self-portrait
Story recorded by the conquerors,
But you worked this out behind the scenes
The infidel laugh back at them
Now he shows His true self