Nostradameus Lyrics

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The Final Battle Lyrics

[Intro solo Michael]

 

 [The prince:]

 Here we are, we stand together, fighting for what's right

 We're marching on towards the palace, soon it is in sight

 

 Does the evil prophet knows that we're coming, will he be prepared to die

 Has he understand the signs that's written in the sky

 

 The prophet of evil is standing proud and tall until the end of time

 The prophet of evil he doesn't know the time is running out for him, I curse his soul

 

 What is this, an ambush, it's a smaller unit enemies

 It seems to me we are expected, I wonder how he was able to see...

 

 As we're marching into the city I see, enemy troops on the streets facing me

 Hundreds of them, thousands of them, behind them there I see:

 

 The prophet of evil...

 

 [Prince / The people:]

 We still remember, how it used to be

 In this fair land, before he came

 To tear apart, he is to blame [x2]

 

 [The prince:]

 We fight, we fight, the sun shines so bright.

 We fight for our brothers and for what is right

 We fight, we fight, we can see the light.

 

 Defeating the enemy before the night

 Our arms are strong, we're fighting what's wrong.

 Respect our opponent, we know that he's strong

 

 See you, see me, and what we will be.

 Guardians of justice, strong proud and free

 Our men are fighting brave in front of me.

 

 And I don't beleive in what I see

 The evil forces seems to kneel for me.

 The prophet escapes and now I see

 

 Now I understand, they're in my command.

 Get after the wiz someone says in my mind

 I follow him into the palace, my home.

 

 And suddenly I find myself all alone

 But then I see, up the stairs there he is.

 I'm grabbing my light-sabre, how can I miss

 

 He's facing the wall and got nowhere to go.

 I look into his eyes, I'm making this slow

 Now you will pay for what you did, you see.

 

 To my father, to my mother and to me

 I stab my sabre thru his heart.

 But he's laughing and his clothes just falls apart

 

 [Solo Michael / Jesse / Michael / Michael]

 

 [The people:]

 The prophet of evil is dead and gone, defeated by the son of the crown.

 The prophet of evil he will no longer lead us into misery, cursed be his soul