Dragonrider

See the idle arrow
That lingers on the string
The swift bringer of downfall unto
Beast and peasant, Earl and King
The archer knows the language
Of any beast of prey
A poet of the arcane
Who doth rhyme devoid of words to say
A hornbow for the hunter
Of scythian descent
The recurve doth reflect the carmine
Glowing of the mooon cresent
The blood of our tribe
Is bound to blood and war
Today, Tomorrow, coming years
As well as in the days of yore

I am the last of the Dragonriders
From the snow-mounds of Jotunheim
By the will of the great decider
My bow is my claim to fame
Here are legends in the making
And the gryphon guard the flame

My fate is for the taking

And Odin knows my name

Atland dissapeared
Taken by the sea
And vanished with the sun-god
To the oceans of eternity
The hounds of holy bridget
Came smiling at first
But soon the face of greed displayed
The sanctity of blood-thirst
A glimpse into the future
Is an echo from the past
A lesson learned in great pain
But alas forgotten twice as fast

People change their values
Kinsmen doth betray

But the bloodline is forever bound
To drop upon the thick of the fray

I am the last of the Dragonriders
From the snowmounds of Jotunheim

By the will of the great decider
My bow is my claim to fame
Here are legends in the making

And the gryphon guard the flame
My fate is for the taking
And Odin knows my name

I'll see my bane before me
Upon the last of the dragonships
And I shall die in the waves of glory
With my bow in an iron grip

Like the oceans raging fury
Shall my final arrow slip
And my ending shall be gory
With Odin's name on my lips

I am the last of the Dragonriders
From the snowmounds of Jotunheim
By the will of the great decider
My bow is my claim to fame
Here are legends in the making
And the gryphon guard the flame
My fate is for the taking
And Odin knows my name