(Harris)
Here they stand brothers them all, all the sons divided they'd fall
Here await the birth of the son, the seventh, the heavenly, the chosen one
Here the birth from an unbroken line, born the healer the seventh, his time
Unknowingly blessed and as his life unfolds, slowly unveiling the power he holds
Seventh son of a seventh son
Seventh son of a seventh son
Seventh son of a seventh son
Seventh son of a seventh son
Then they watch the progress he makes, the Good and the Evil which path will he take
Both of them trying to manipulate the use of his powers before it's too late
Seventh son of a seventh son
Seventh son of a seventh son
Seventh son of a seventh son
Seventh son of a seventh son
Today is born the seventh one, born of woman the seventh son
And he in turn of a seventh son, he has the power to heal
He has the gift of the second sight, he is the chosen one