To the Master of Darkness - Ancient Bards

Wonderful creature

With instinct to kill

With his magic Sendor has stolen your will

Mighty and strong

Oh so quickly you zoom

Showing Daltor his doom

Wonderful creature

With nothing to fear

You fly over valleys so fierce and austere

Holding and clutching the knight in your claws

Against your holy laws

Give up you foolish madman

Give up you cannot win

Start saying your last prayers

'Cause your life won't be spared

Give up you foolish madman

Give up you cannot win

Start saying your last prayers

'Cause your life won't be spared

My spirit's pure

My faith is strong

Oh I won't give in

Though I ain't got my silver sword

I'll save myself and you

Daltor is choked with the strength of the grasp

He still has one last weapon that he can clasp

Now he bends outwards to reach for his foot

Puts a hand in his boot

He takes a dagger that secretly kept

To hold and to use just in case he was trapped

Wounding the dragon blood starts now to drip

So it loosens its grip

Give up you foolish madman

Give up you cannot win

Start saying your last prayers

'Cause your life won't be spared

Give up you foolish madman

Give up you cannot win

Start saying your last prayers

'Cause your life won't be spared

My spirit's pure

My faith is strong

Oh I won't give in

Though I ain't got my silver sword

I'll save myself and you

Wounded bleeding from his chest and possessed

The beast fights the king of the west

Casting shadows on the land

Leaving traces on the white sand

Now listen hear my voice

I know your heart is still in there

Refuse his guidance

I know you can

Wounded bleeding now it's no more possessed

Now freed its spirit can now rest

Casting shadows on the land

Leaving traces on the white sand

Now my dragon fly me to Sendor

Take me into the heart of Noland

Where the sun never shines

And the fog's always thick

Where the sounds just gets lost in the forest

Take me straight to the master of darkness