a hazy morning
like any other day
a walk by the mountain
a look at the sun rise
carrying the burden of thousand years

no wings to fly
no sword to draw
to kill the demon
to ride away the evil

a misty day
comes the time to travel to the distant far
ride through the wild
to search for the light
to bring back the life
once taken and never to be returned

no wings to fly
but a sword to draw
away is the evil
dead is the demon

now mountains behind and seas sailedconquered is the castle of demon
light unleashed
life once again