When the gleaming sun rises from afar

And our moon collided with that sun star,

By the time light and darkness become one

The sword will gleam its might to ev'ryone,

The king's betrothed queen will bring forth he

Who will liberate the kingdom from He.

For the boy is he who'll vanquish mayhem,

Through fire and flames, he will soar to free them,

But along comes darkness that will recur…

Sat on a chair of satin and amber…

He'll rise from within when nights are weary;

He'll resurrect forth when times grew heavy;

He'll be inside him commanding his head,

With his weakening spirit, he'll be fed.

Though when the silence of the evening rise,

The boy will pierce the ruler and his eyes.

Darkness shall bow before him

forever.

Darkness shall fall on his wake

forever.