The Final Battle Lyrics

Nostradameus - The Final Battle Lyrics

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The Final Battle Lyrics

[The prince:]Here we are, we stand together, fighting for what's rightWe're marching on towards the palace, soon it is in sightDoes the evil prophet knows that we're coming, will he be prepared to dieHas he understand the signs that's written in the skyThe prophet of evil is standing proud and tall until the end of timeThe prophet of evil he doesn't know the time is running out for him, I curse his soulWhat is this, an ambush, it's a smaller unit enemiesIt 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 meHundreds of them, thousands of them, behind them there I see:The prophet of evil...[Prince / The people:]We still remember, how it used to beIn this fair land, before he cameTo 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 rightWe fight, we fight, we can see the light.Defeating the enemy before the nightOur arms are strong, we're fighting what's wrong.Respect our opponent, we know that he's strongSee you, see me, and what we will be.Guardians of justice, strong proud and freeOur men are fighting brave in front of me.And I don't beleive in what I seeThe evil forces seems to kneel for me.The prophet escapes and now I seeNow I understand, they're in my command.Get after the wiz someone says in my mindI follow him into the palace, my home.And suddenly I find myself all aloneBut then I see, up the stairs there he is.I'm grabbing my light-sabre, how can I missHe's facing the wall and got nowhere to go.I look into his eyes, I'm making this slowNow you will pay for what you did, you see.To my father, to my mother and to meI 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

Nostradameus The Final Battle