Hear the sounds of the ravens call
Bringing word that a child is coming
As the stories once foretold
One will fulfill the prophecy
Underneath a moonlit sky
Where the hooded priests are gathered
By the dancing fire light
Chanting in unknown tongues...
Of old!
With the birth the mourning came
Rivers dry and soil turned rotten
Empty seas abandoned ground
Under the curse we all...
Will!
Fall!
Ursus!
Ursus
Tread the mountains of the north
Ursus
Undefeated on his throne
Ursus
Found in stories of the old
Ursus
Ancient walker of the stone
From the very start seducted by the giant shapes
Casting shadows on the graveyard where the elders...
Lay!
And as the seasons pa** by
The prophecy is brought to life
As written by an unknown hand
The little child becomes a man
This once spelled curse we can't deny
We merely watch our kinsmen die
And finally it's understood
This boy is not of human...
Blood!
Ursus!