Seventh son of a seventh son
Here they stand brothers them all
All the sons divided they'd fall
Here await the birth of a son
The seventh, the heavenly, the chosen one
Here the birth from an unbroken line
Born the healer, the seventh, this time
Unknowingly blessed and as his life unfolds
Slowly unveiling the power he holds
Seventh son of a seventh son....
Then they watch the progress he makes
The good and the evil wich path will he take
Both of them trying to manipulate
The use of his powers before it's too late
Seventh son of a seventh son...
Today is born the seventh one
Born of woman the seventh son
And he in turn of a seventh son
He has the power to heal
He has the gift of the second sight
He is the chosen one
So it shall be writtne
So it shall be done
