This marked boy was recognised
Given the power to prophesize
Would he choose the light

Aware of power and control
The would-be icon of rock n' roll
From the dark side he would pull

With the age of the golden dawn
Came the call of her silver moon
The magic of the night

With his use of dark and light
A combination full of might
Will his shroud rise tonight

Witnessed near the great tragedies
Fire, destruction and disease
The Prince of Darkness was very pleased

With the age of the golden dawn
Came the call of her silver moon
The magic of the night

This marked man was iconicised
In virgin's blood he was baptised
In Lochness he would reside

The head of secret society
The would-be icon of rock n' roll
From the dark side he would pull

With the age of the golden dawn
Came the call of her silver moon
The magic of the night