Long before time when darkness

was ruling the world

And in the shelter of night when the wicked

would gather again so see through the eyes of

the future they put on the spell In turn to gain

in the powers they wait for the sign

It's a wicked game that the bravest

would dread to fight

Only for one man that's sent to end raging madness



Oh... When fire comes to ice

Oh... When fire comes to ice, then you will burn



Chained by the powers of magic,

they're loosing control

Stare through the eyes of the

death and speak the words