Drifting tides
Whispers call my name
Through the storm
I return again

Once they stole
Once they burned my light
Now the sky paints the truth so bright

Bridges broke, but I walk on air
Silent ghosts, but I know they're there
Gold and lies, they will fade away
One by one, they will hear me say

I'm coming back, oh, can't you see?
Through fire and waves, through prophecy
Seven stones, colors in my hands
One by one
I reclaim this land

Witches weave
Spells to blind the truth
Mages speak
But their words are mute
Men with crowns
Empty hands, no art
But their thrones
Crumble in the dark

Bridges broke, but I walk on air
Silent ghosts, but I know they're there
Gold and lies, they will fade away
One by one
They will hear me say

I'm coming back, oh, can't you see?
Through fire and waves, through prophecy
Seven stones, colors in my hands
One by one
I reclaim this land

One for the lost
One for the fight
One for the dawn
One for the night
One for the fools
Who laughed at the sound
One for the king
Who won’t wear his crown
And one
For me

Drifting tides
Whispers call my name
Through the storm
I return again