(Ooooh — Ah!)
The wheel turns — the iron cries
Fate ignites beneath the skies
Born of dust and driven flame
We rise, we fall — we speak no name
The ground resounds, the engines roar
What was closed is torn once more
Machina Fortuna!
Turn the world, unbind the chain!
Joy and ruin — one domain!
Shadow crowned with burning light
Day devoured by endless night
Every breath a vow we keep
Every drumbeat cuts us deep
Lift the dust, command the flame!
All must turn — all end the same!
(HA! — HO! — HA! — HO!)
Steel and skin and bone collide
We are fate — the wheel inside
(Fortuna… Fortuna…)
She smiles — then strikes us down
Hearts like drums, we rise, we fall!
Hear the world — obey the call!
(Ooooooh…)
The wheel turns.