Falcun - Child of Prophecy

Riding on these wheels of steel
A child of Prophecy
Running wild with fear
The hand of doom upon him.
For he doesn't know what lies deep beneath
A plunge into darkness,
Into the abyss of despair.

A prophet foresees the perfect world,
Only a vision of dreams.
Promise of a better future,
Embrace the failure of your dirty deeds.

Calling, He is calling you,
Calling, From the depths within.
Calling, He is calling you,
Calling, The Child of Prophecy.

Heroes and wizards from lands far and wide,
Off to a quest, praised by none.
Crusades of might and magic,
Dwellers within purgatory
Shunned by the evil forces,
locked away in crystal doors.

Born into bloodlust and war,
The power no one can possess.
The prophet seeks salvation
Nor light or darkness, can kill the demon spawn.

Calling, He is calling you,
Calling, From the depths within.
Calling, He is calling you,
Calling, The Child of Prophecy.

Long has time passed since
For no one knows where the darkness is.
A millennia of hate and anger,
The child awakens from his sleep.