The Messenger

Wandering, in a forrest of emerald green
Images of yesterday haunt my mind
Pondering, about the future of my kind
Searching for a pathway

Bridge
I can't fail again like I did back then
at my masters side in the dismal fight

2.
The air drew cold and the trees sighed.
Animals vanished and the birds cried
as the master of beasts materialized.
From the depths of the underworld
he called upon his servant of sin
to stand between me and my vital task.

Bridge
I can't fail again like I did back then
at my masters side in the dismal fight
I will stand brave!

Chorus
On the wings of wind I fly with evil on my trail.
To the city of the Kings I ride for my people to prevail.
With the power of the ancient ones my mission shall succeed.
With the strength of muscle and bone,
blessed with the gift of sacred steel.

3.
At my moment of doom, when all hope was gone.
A figure of light appeared to my side.
Hurled into the darkness the beastmaster wept
infront of the elflord he made his escape

Chorus
On the wings of wind I fly with evil on my trail.
To the city of the Kings I ride for my people to prevail.
With the power of the ancient ones my mission shall succeed.
With the strength of muscle and bone,
blessed with the gift of sacred steel.
I wield with pride, oooo yeah!