Long before time when darkness
  was ruling the world
  And in the shelter of night when the wicked
  would gather again so see through the eyes of
  the future they put on the spell In turn to gain
  in the powers they wait for the sign
  It's a wicked game that the bravest
  would dread to fight
  Only for one man that's sent to end raging madness
  
  Oh... When fire comes to ice
  Oh... When fire comes to ice, then you will burn
  
  Chained by the powers of magic,
  they're loosing control
  Stare through the eyes of the
  death and speak the words