Gather close and I'll tell you some tales
Passed down to me through time
Told through poems and pages
And now through songs of mine

Of lonely gods
Men who beat the odds
And lovers torn apart
Of cunning beasts
And cruel defeats
And burning, broken hearts

Oh, muse, I pray, let my serenades
Bring to life the stories I portray
Sing in me muse, and through me tell the story
Of life and love and death and war and glory