Over mountains he just passed,
Alone to breathe again at last.
Turning with sword clasped in hand,
Looking back at baron lands.
The journey ahead is huge and vast
Determined not to be the last
Survivor of hope, freedom and love.
Guided above by a lonesome white dove.
Rest, this troubled warrior!
This dark night 'tis long,
His journey can wait 'till the morn.
In defeat he shall never be.
His people await so desperately,
They long to be wild, happy and free.
This journey; this burden, his destiny
Awaits him in passages, meadows, mountains and seas.
Be strong, our noble one.
Your mighty quest will soon be done.
Your legend will forever live on.
Rest now, my friend,
rest your heavy load.
Dream your dreams
let them take control…
Souls of loved ones lost
have now taken hold.
Dream in enchanted love
Sleep away your tortured soul.
"Fear not, for I am friend, not foe
I know the quest on which you go,
For I, was once you, and you, were me
Together we shall overcome this dark history,
At this journeys end you will be free.
Beneath the sacred trees,
beside the ancient streams,
A love supreme for you will come,
When your quest is done.
You have my sword my friend,
My bow, my axe, 'till the end."
Awake, rise our honorable warrior
Danger here now surrounds you
Fight the demons that do hound you
Journey on, in through caves, caverns and crooks - be brave
For you now have the will today.
Now, our warrior's tale is about to unfold...
He must face his demons of old.
Silent and deadly, stalking his prey
His day of days is here this day.
Draw your sword don't hesitate,
Slay the beasts that lie in wait.
Victory! Victory! Victory!
A victorious tale that resonates.
His once deprive people are now free.
They sing, dance and cheer merrily
For the mighty warrior who conquered his fears.