The rain kept on falling 

And darkened the sky 

The dawn was to come with the sunrise 

Revealing the shadows 

That passed through the mist 

The torchlight was flickering, the storm 

Was chasing them on 



A procession of dark coats 

Followed the star 

Foretold to come since ages 

In silence they walked on 

Crossing the lands 

On their way to Bethlehem, to break the 

Chains of the spell 



Stone, they worshipped the stone 

In generation from father to son 

A star, a star is to come 

To light them way to the one who is born 



The leader he knelt there 

To greet the newborn 

Holding his pendant before him 

Teardrops were falling from his eyes as he said 



Don't do as I did long ago 



Into the sundown he returned 

The moon was rising and heaven burned 

Like shadows disappeared the men 

And the black stone wielders were never seen again 

Stone, they wielded the stone 

In generation from father to son 

A star, a star is to come 

And light them the way to the one who is born 



They came across the western sea 

With powers greater than needed 

The wizards commanded the lightning 

Every creature knelt in for their will 

But they wielded the black stone with evil 

And their evil was cast back on them 

Condamned to praise god forever 

'Til his son was born to deliver