I feel the magic fill my veins,

sacred music to my name,

calling, calling, hear the plight,

of those who stay the tragic fight.

The change is near,

though none can see,

I hear the winds blowing fear,

a silent sentry tells the tale,

without a word,

truth sets us free.

We are the light,

no need for fright,

we are the light,

to save the lesser…

who cannot fight.

The time has come,

it’s almost here,

the magic soon descends,

to open the world ,

to make a stand,

for truth and light,

throughout the land.