This marked boy was recognised 
Given the power to prophesize 
Would he choose the light 
Aware of power and control 
The would-be icon of rock n' roll 
From the dark side he would pull 
With the age of the golden dawn 
Came the call of her silver moon 
The magic of the night
With his use of dark and light  [bad word] full of might 
Will his shroud rise tonight 
Witnessed near the great tragedies 
Fire, [bad word] and disease 
The Prince of Darkness was very pleased
With the age of the golden dawn 
Came the call of her silver moon 
The magic of the night
This marked man was iconicised 
In virgin's blood he was baptised 
In Lochness he would reside 
The head of secret society 
The would-be icon of rock n' roll 
From the dark side he would pull
With the age of the golden dawn 
Came the call of her silver moon 
The magic of the night