Seventh son of a seventh son
Here they stand brothers them allAll the sons divided they'd fallHere await the birth of a sonThe seventh, the heavenly, the chosen one
Here the birth from an unbroken lineBorn the healer, the seventh, this timeUnknowingly blessed and as his life unfoldsSlowly unveiling the power he holds
Seventh son of a seventh son....
Then they watch the progress he makesThe good and the evil wich path will he takeBoth of them trying to manipulateThe use of his powers before it's too late
Seventh son of a seventh son...
Today is born the seventh oneBorn of woman the seventh sonAnd he in turn of a seventh sonHe has the power to healHe has the gift of the second sightHe is the chosen oneSo it shall be writtneSo it shall be done