Black Stone Wielder - Candlemass

The rain kept on falling

And darkened the sky

The dawn was to come with the sunrise

Revealing the shadows

That passed through the mist

The torchlight was flickering, the storm

Was chasing them on

A procession of dark coats

Followed the star

Foretold to come since ages

In silence they walked on

Crossing the lands

On their way to Bethlehem, to break the

Chains of the spell

Stone, they worshiped the stone

In generation from father to son

A star, a star is to come

To light the way to the one who is born

The leader he knelt there

To greet the newborn

Holding his pendant before him

Teardrops were falling from his eyes as he said

Take this stone and use it well don’t do as I did long ago

Into the sundown he returned

The moon was rising and heaven burned

Like shadows disappeared the men

And the black stone wielders were never seen again

Stone, they wielded the stone

In generation from father to son

A star, a star is to come

And light them the way to the one who is born

They came across the western sea

With powers greater than needed

The wizards commanded the lightning

Every creature knelt in for their will

But they wielded the black stone with evil

And their evil was cast back on them

Condamned to praise god forever

'Til his son was born to deliver