Long before time when darkness   was ruling the world  And in the shelter of night when the wicked  would gather again so see through the eyes of  the future they put on the spell In turn to gain   in the powers they wait for the sign  It's a wicked game that the bravest   would dread to fight   Only for one man that's sent to end raging madness    Oh... When fire comes to ice  Oh... When fire comes to ice, then you will burn    Chained by the powers of magic,  they're loosing control   Stare through the eyes of the  death and speak the words