Ancient powers stalk my dreams,
Frail voices talk to me,
They say I must go seek the light
Find the orb’s light, search for the wolf guide
The moonlight wakes the great trees
Their eyes are haunting me
Where is this light that I must seek?
I need the great wolf’s guidance,
To bring this light to bind us,
A magic not yet known to me!
Can you hear them calling?
Every time I’ve lost at battle,
I’ve found my way home.
But this time I must push onwards,
To seek the light!
I feel the magic rise now,
But why must I now know how,
Why has this power latched to me?
Every time I’ve lost at battle,
I’ve found my way home.
But this time I must push onwards,
To seek the light!
Call to us,
Come stand before us,
To be victorious!
Can you hear us calling?
Here I stand,
A stranger of this land,
Our fate is in my hands
I hear the magic calling!
I stand before you,
To seek the lights truth
Why am I here now?
Why did I leave home?
Narration (storyteller):
“A great council stood before Felix, surrounded by wolves, and illuminated by an orb of bright blue light. They speak of the prophecy! It is who decides the fate of Andria!”
Call to us,
Come stand before us,
To be victorious!
Can you hear us calling?
Call to us,
Come stand before us,
To be victorious!
Can you hear us calling?
Here I stand,
A stranger of this land,
Our fate is in my hands
I hear the magic calling!
Here I stand,
A stranger of this land,
Our fate is in my hands
I hear the magic calling me…