John Francis Dooley
  wipe the sleep from your eyes
  and embrace the light.
  You have slept now
  for a thousand years
  beneath starless nights.
  And now its time for you
  to renounce the old ways
  and see a new dawn rise.
  In former days
  the masks were raised
  when the god came down
  from off the mountain,
  and a sacrifice was made
  for they knew the day of wrath
  was fast apporaching.
  Just like yesterday, before the war
  John Francis Dooley
  the scapegoat has run
  all our sins are disowned,
  and now it's time for you
  to take off thy mask
  and cross the Rubicon.
  If you and I were one
  within the eyes of our designs
  it would still not change
  the fact of our leaving.
  For tonight we must leave
  with the first gentle breeze
  for the Isles of Ken we are assailing
  Just like Ullyses, on an open sea.
  On an oddysey of self discovery.