Find me, oh find when this birthright was blackened
When lightning struck and the storm clouds come over
The cracks were appearing before things turned
In a moment I'd forgotten
I feel the trial, it's mine
I burn in this ire
All this pride bid goodbye, only matchwood
Still sounsure why this path was chosen
It's harder and further than first calculations
When you know it's not over yet
Oh, it's a trial & afight, hear me cry: "It's yours & it's mine!"
"Oh the fight!" It's yours","It's mine"
"Yours & mine, yours & mine!"
Find me, oh find this birthright
It's cursed
Oh the lightning struck and the storm hit it's target
