Here they stand, brothers them all
All the sons, divided theyd fall
Here await the birth of the son
The seventh, the Heavenly, the chosen oneHere the birth from an unbroken line
Born the healer, the seventh, his time
Unknowingly blessed and as his life unfolds
Slowly unveiling the power he holdsSeventh son of a seventh son
Seventh son of a seventh son
Seventh son of a seventh son
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Seventh son of a seventh son
Seventh son of a seventh son
Seventh son of a seventh sonThen they watch the progress he makes
The good and evil which path will he take
Both of them trying to manipulate
The use of his powers before its too lateSeventh son of a seventh son
Seventh son of a seventh son
Seventh son of a seventh son
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Seventh son of a seventh son
Seventh son of a seventh sonToday is born the seventh one
Born of woman the seventh son
And he in turn of a seventh son
He has the power to healHe has the gift of the second sight
He is the chosen one
So it shall be written
So it shall be done