Red lines crossing through the twilight sky
Mother night is urging them to try
Crimson rebels with emotions pure
Not healed yet but they will find the cure

The oracles of flame
They foretold
The predators will come and
Their blind rage will take hold

Every single soul will testify
When the whirlwinds come you hear them cry
Battle demons sacred in their rage
Can’t be held in any man-made cage

The oracles of flame
They foretold
The predators will come and
Their blind rage will take hold

The oracles of flame
They foretold
The predators will come and
Their blind rage will take hold