Daylight breaks hard on sacred ground,
for centuries we've questioned them of His birth,
but in this hour, on this day, the Elder knew...
Years of madness must now subdue,
Order must be enforced to hide the truth,
'cause on this day, in this hour it's coming true.
Child of the wicked and ancient man,
baptized in black magic, their master plan,
born of the Watch, His prophecy, by their command...
Concieved of the Beast and the stars above,
we'll shape and guide Him with undying love,
born of the Watch, through sands of time, by their command.
So, behold the birth, the wicked child,
born of the Beast, in Eastern sands
He will arise, He will divide,
He has the power to bring the end...
It's up to us now to seal His fate,
marked with the proper math the child's none to late,
blessed by the Beast, our chosen one was born this day...
He'll rise from the ashes of our dying race,
manipulate history, time and space,
the Elder, Men of the Watch, professed this day.
Taken from AlbumSongAndLyrics.comSo, behold the birth, the wicked child,
born of the Beast, in Eastern sands
He will arise, He will divide,
He has the power to bring the end...