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 A combination full of might Will his shroud rise tonight Witnessed near the great tragedies Fire, destruction 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