The serpent queen, her venomous plot
In Nyissa's swamps, a battle fought
The Orb reclaimed, from Salmissra's grasp
A victory, but a breath they gasp
To the Murgo lands, where shadows lie
A Grolim's curse, a seer's eye
A sacrifice made, a life given free
For prophecy's sake, it had to be
Garion's power, no longer in shade
A sorcerer's will, not easily swayed
With each step forward, the boy inside wanes
As the prophecy's weight, like chains, remains
As the prophecy's weight, like chains, remains
Garion's power, no longer in shade
A sorcerer's will, not easily swayed
With each step forward, the boy inside wanes
As the prophecy's weight, like chains, remains, remains