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