The hero rides forth, on a quest to seek, Allies to aid him in his mission to defeat, The dark lord who seeks to conquer the land, And bring it all under his evil command.
Through forests deep and mountains high, The hero journeys on, with a glint in his eye. His sword at his side, his armor gleaming bright, He knows the fate of the land, rests on his might.
The defenders stand ready, atop the battlements, Arrows fly and spears are thrust, in fierce testament. But the hero is not deterred, he charges on, Scaling the walls, with a determination strong.
He reaches the fortress of Ironhold, A place of legends, and stories of old. The walls are high, the gates are strong, But the hero is determined, to right what is wrong.
The hero rides forth, on a quest to seek, Allies to aid him in his mission to defeat, The dark lord who seeks to conquer the land, And bring it all under his evil command.
The hero confronts the dark lord, with sword in hand, Their battle is fierce, and nothing goes as planned. The hero is wounded, but he does not yield, For he knows that the fate of the land, is in his shield.
With a final blow, the hero strikes true, The dark lord falls, defeated and through. The hero emerges victorious, a champion true, And the land is free, once more, from the dark lord's brew.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
