[Narrator: Michael Kiske]
[King Taetius: Damian Wilson]
[The Prophets: Oliver Hartmann  and Herbie Langhans]
[Storyteller: Sebastian Thomson]
[Keyboards Solo: Jens Johansson]

[Narrator:]
 Blessed land, the shining star
 In the west she rests in light
 Dark skies, hard times kept afar
 But in time she'll find her sight

[Angelic Ainae Choir:]
 Aindahaj etin shalae infinisme ebrony

[Narrator:]
 To the sun she turns her head
 Unknown in her home steals fate
 And to the King [bad word] the Prophets
 But he hears without fear what they state

[Angelic Ainae Choir:]
 Aindahaj etin shalae infinisme ebrony
 Touay soltn etinae bonitri d'esrony
 Shawr ousmi Cessnella adouthe yaemr
 Thnaton gliu [bad word] jewri outhe taemr

[translation:]
 (Aina, your beauty seems so infinite
 and [bad word] in it though you may
 don't turn your ears from the Holy Voice
 for [bad word] your way)

[The Prophets:]
 Demons of wrath creep up behind us
 Fingers of steel reach out to bind us
 Sorrow and despair can we foresee
 In the Oracles
 The Holy Voice calls down its warning
 Don't turn your back on what he's warning!

 Darkness and death will swarm around us
 The dark won't relent until it's found us
 Horror and despair can we foresee
 In the Oracles
 The Holy Voice calls down its warning
 Don't turn your back on what he's warning!

[King Taetius:]
 Look around this land, you fools!
 No devilry resides here
 Away with thy malignant thoughts
 Rejoice in light tat shines here

 Look into your hearts, you fools!
 What ill could here befall us?
 For centuries we've known no war
 No weapons shall recall us