Under your command|On the brink of falling|We returned from the war|Without losing a thing||Under your command|And the past is coming|We're as old as the hills|We're as old as the land||Under your command|We're spinning straw into gold|And we fight off the ravens|We fight off the trolls||You step into the scene|When the drama is done|When the gold has been buried|And the rivers are calm||Both with our eyes|Both with our eyes open wide||We let our darkness interfere with the light||Under your command|We settle for less|And let our secrets|rest in the past||We drive to the sea|When the drama is done|And look for the darkness|We lost to the sun