Potions and powders
parchment and scrolls
Goblins and wizards
dragons and trolls
Trebuchet hurls rotten meat
at stone walls
Drinking mead in the court of the King
Whilst laughing heartily at the leprosis jester
Leather and steel
blood in the sand
Leather and steel
blood in the sand
I'm holding an orb in the palm of me hand
As I toke the tavern pipe
and look beyond the horizon
with clairvoyant's gaze
beyond the rising moon
I see sorcery
and I hear the clash of swords
With a mouthful of ale
I raise a fistful of endtrails towards the sky
And yes the peasants weep at the hem of my
blood-splattered tunic
