When I was young they murdered my father.
My mother was raided,
killed and the villains
destroyed in order to ruin the game to villains.
Till he's done,
born of fire.
I've become
warrior's son.
What's done is done,
so a painter.
I've become the chosen one.
I was captured and I've become a slave.
The old prophet saw me and gave me my name.
Then he's done, he screamed at the sky.
He saw my future, my vengeance will rise.
He's done,
born of fire.
I've become
warrior's son.
What's done is done,
so a painter.
I've become
the chosen one.
Gil,
for Gil, that's blood I will spill.
Gil, for Gil, I'll kill for the three.
Gil, for Gil, my vengeance will fail.
Gil, for Gil, this blood I will spill.
Remember Mind
What's done is done,
so avenge us!
I've become the chosen one!