500 Bc to 30 Ad, the Enlightened Ones

You can run, but you can't hide from the quiet flow of time
 the dark tentacles of fate push you towards your destiny
 and when you think you are free to live your life as you please
 you'll find you're nothing but a pawn of history
 There is a fire, a desire in my head
 eat my battered body, drink my wasted blood
 and tell me endless tales of who I am:
 the man who feels inside him that change has come
 There is a flame that burns inside me
 it guides me in the dark and it gives me strength
 its glow reminds me of who I am:
 the man who sees around him the seeds of a new world
 And so you will find me roaming the markets
 and selling my message in lonely despair
 those who shout loudest, should only be heard last
 away from their noise, my word will be heard
 Like honey let my teachings come to thee
 don't let me be misunderstood again
 open your hearts, and then you will agree
 that I'm the man to change history
 Together we shall walk, hush don't be afraid
 and we'll exchange vows for the good of mankind
 in mind and spirit, I'll be your inspiration
 comfort and joy in my name you will find
 Scientia Vincere Tenebras