Responsibility is the last thing on his mind

Identity crisis enforced by his peers

Got to run away to save freedom of choice

Cheating destiny to alleviate leadership fears.

Wasting time to sate his selfish desires

Disconnecting all ties with what has went before

Not one man will die under his command

Constant dilemma, chilling to the core.

And by an amazing twist of fate

All paths lead to destiny

Irreversible situation arising

No honourable man would flee.

He was birthed beneath a waxing moon

Beltaine's festival of fire the time

The wise and holy men proclaimed

That all the signs were prophecied

To rule was preordained

Written in the stars

To rule was preordained

Magic in the air

To rule was preordained

Born to reign

To rule was preordained

Born to rule

Enforced training from his youth

Time to face inevitable truth

To be the fire attracting the flies

His enemies come and many will die