Black smoke and fire surrounding the gate
A hole in the space time, a god-awful eye
Wonder if I’m worthy of changing my fate
Still suffering but grateful for those magic signs
Through that eye I’m fading away
Though I’m burning I feel cold outside
Celestials creations the guardians of time
The whispers of doom
That mage is hurling a curse!
He prophesied: “thy choice
Will throw the whole world
In the age of war”
I’m witnessing something obscure
The black wizard’s hex echoing in the dome
The torture of his words eats my heart from the core
The threat is still shaking the unbreakable chrome
The spell of the graves led me here
There’s got to be something for me
To fight Bezrael
Finally I know where I belong
My mother has chosen me when I was born
The whispers of doom
That mage is hurling a curse!
He prophesied: “thy choice
Will throw the whole world
In the age of war”
One birth… Two sons… One rightful heir
Finally I know where I belong
His blood has been poisoned a long time ago
The whispers of doom
That mage is hurling a curse
He prophesied: “thy choice
Will throw the whole world
In the age of war”
The mighty inglorious
Beware of the shadowy mage
He prophesied: “thy choice
Will throw the whole world
In the age of war”