Responsibility is the last thing on his mind Identity crisis enforced by his peers Got to run away to save freedom of choice Cheating destiny to alleviate leadership fears. Wasting time to sate his selfish desires Disconnecting all ties with what has went before Not one man will die under his command Constant dilemma, chilling to the core. And by an amazing twist of fate All paths lead to destiny Irreversible situation arising No honourable man would flee. He was birthed beneath a waxing moon Beltaine's festival of fire the time The wise and holy men proclaimed That all the signs were prophecied To rule was preordained Written in the stars To rule was preordained Magic in the air To rule was preordained Born to reign To rule was preordained Born to rule Enforced training from his youth Time to face inevitable truth To be the fire attracting the flies His enemies come and many will die