When he was born The Elder gathered in the night They gave him shelter Clothed him, fed him with insight They taught him of the course Of human and the Setian ways Curriculum just shy the telling Of the end of days
Minions gather 'round Round this child Watch over as he grove, little does he know This child is the one Salvation Fulfill the prophecy, bring about our destiny
As he grows His minions gather in the night His future though not clear to him He holds the second sight He has seen most of this world Yet does not his way They will place on the path To the end of days
Minions gather 'round Round this child Watch over as he grove, little does he know This child is the one Salvation Fulfill the prophecy, bring about our destiny