The rain kept on falling   And darkened the sky   The dawn was to come with the sunrise   Revealing the shadows   That passed through the mist   The torchlight was flickering, the storm   Was chasing them on      A procession of dark coats   Followed the star   Foretold to come since ages   In silence they walked on   Crossing the lands   On their way to Bethlehem, to break the   Chains of the spell   Stone, they worshipped the stone   In generation from father to son   A star, a star is to come   To light them way to the one who is born   The leader he knelt there   To greet the newborn   Holding his pendant before him   Teardrops were falling from his eyes as he said      Take this stone and use it well don't do as I did long ago      Into the sundown he returned   The moon was rising and heaven burned   Like shadows disappeared the men   And the black stone wielders were never seen again   Stone, they wielded the stone   In generation from father to son   A star, a star is to come   And light them the way to the one who is born      They came across the western sea   With powers greater than needed   The wizards commanded the lightning   Every creature knelt in for their will   But they wielded the black stone with evil   And their evil was cast back on them   Condamned to praise god forever   'Til his son was born to deliver