---

My bloodline is destined to hunt this great beast;

In pursuit my brothers perished, but where they failed I shall succeed.

Leopard, lion, hart or snake; it matters not, its bones i'll break -

I'll never tarry, never rest; this is my life, my all, my quest.

The noise it unleashes sounds like a pack of baying hounds

And tragedy soon follows wherever it is found

Like a monstrous omen of the chaos soon to come

The turmoil it forecasts can never be undone

Stare into the sky as my dreams soar high

My des-tiny lies in the woods near by

Now my fears defied, I've waited all my life

To hunt the questing beast!

On my shield rely, and with my spear let fly

Until the blood runs dry, no life within its eyes

Till then alone I lie, and on my sword live by

As I hunt the questing beast!

Obsessed by my conquest, the days turn into years

At last I catch my first real glimpse; the end to all our fears.

Almost loath to take its life, I cleave its heart in twain

Knowing its death shall bring my own, without the beast I live in vain.

Stare into the sky as my dreams soar high

My des-tiny lies in the woods near by

Now my fears defied, I've waited all my life

To hunt the questing beast!

On my shield rely, and with my spear let fly

Until the blood runs dry, no life within its eyes

Till then alone I lie, and on my sword live by

As I hunt the questing beast!