Here they stand, brothers them all

All the sons, divided they’d fall

Here await the birth of the son

The seventh, the heavenly, the chosen one



Here the birth from an unbroken line

Born the healer, the seventh, his time

Unknowingly blessed and as his life unfolds

Slowly unveiling the power he holds



Seventh son of a seventh son

Seventh son of a seventh son

Seventh son of a seventh son

Seventh son of a seventh son



Then they watch the progress he makes

The Good and Evil which 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

Seventh son of a seventh son

Seventh son of a seventh son

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 written

So it shall be done