This is the time, he’s the chosen one
No king or queen he serves
Always hiding from the Sun
He holds the flag of the enemy
This is the way of the prophecy

Falling through time
To the edge of our world into war
Hollow the promise
And greedy like never before

Lingering, lurking in the shadows
Feeding from the rules, we’ve created
He speaks with our voice, his words bring us pain
He’s just one of the others
He speaks with our voice, his words bring us pain
He’s just one of the others

Twisted thoughts in mind, black torches lead his way
He’s thriving from our kind, we are this hunter’s prey
Vengeance will be his as he follows an idle plan
No beating heart inside – the pestilence of man

I’m willing to believe
We can alter the sense of our fortune
And blinking into the Sun we’ll share a smile
I’m willing to believe, I’m willing to believe

Struggling we see in his eyes, what you are, what I am
Always beware of the wolf with the face of a lamb

Silence, silence – listen, my child
Can’t you hear his steps in the night?
The reaper’s might around his shape
Clutches of coldness, of terror and fright

Under these skies we know
Lies become undone