Wizards of the world Have gathered clandestine To end the terror reign with A force of their design A foe to equal Angelsbane Must come from the same womb So they must find his mother And she'll birth the tyrant's doom A task is laid upon A chosen few and brave In the woods they find Her corpse without a grave The rotten flesh is then divided In nine equal parts Magickal transfiguration And nine new lives start Nine souls materialized Nine souls now given life Collectively they stand To k** the demon's son When they reach the age Of twenty years and one Until that day they're hidden In the wizards' towers Where they learn their fate And to master their powers
But the Fiend God intervenes Tells his son of them "In your chalice you will see The ones you must condemn" Angelsbane he searches every Corner of the earth To find his cursed and long lost mother And brothers by birth Nine ones to bring the light Nine ones still they must hide Nine ones their sacred plight Nine ones to win the fight Sight my chariot, burning through the air Night skies carry it, to the serpent's lair Hark! My chariot, mighty thunder roar Mark nine carrions, on the ocean floor Die on the floor of the Sea Along with the hope of the free Nine you were once now you're none The end of your world has begun!!!!!!