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Dreams of fate are calling me back

I hear the howling of the wind

Shelter now, and weather the storm

A tale of legend shall begin

Of demons, wizards, and once mighty kings

Swords of steel drawn in the night

This tale beyond the shackles of time

Of those who would stand up and fight

Chorus

Sit now by the fire

And quaff your mug of ale

Gather ‘round and listen

To an old bard’s tale

In the song of swords was forged his path

In the strangeness of magick he did arrive

Tried in battle, and crossed by time

A warrior left mystified

Chorus

So now, while the fire grows dim

The poet, he lifts the veil

Rest a while, my friends, and listen

To an old bard’s tale