[Verse] In the pixel glow of an 8-bit dream A prophecy called Do you hear the scream Four warriors rise Crystals in hand The fate of the world They must command Fighter swings with a mighty blade Thief moves like shadows that never fade White Mage heals with a holy light Black Mage burns through the endless night [Prechorus] Garland waits in Chaos’s den Will this loop begin again [Chorus] Warriors of Light The chosen few Four souls united What will they do The crystals shine The darkness falls Answer the call Answer the call [Verse 2] The King says Garland has taken the crown To the Temple of Fiends They’re glory-bound The fiends of earth Fire Water And air Lurk in their lairs With a deadly stare Red Mage wields both blade and spell Monk’s fists ring like a battle bell The ship sets sail on the open sea To Crescent Lake for the prophecy
