Iron Shadows - Jag Panzer

In the darkened days of old

The law was the sword

Yes, it was long ago

There was a strong man

Who lived by the sword

He was being chased

By a strong and mighty hoard

Lying in the bushes

To hide from the rest

He suddenly hears the cries

Of a maiden in distress

And you see flashing blades of steel

Tear the flesh from the bone

Cries of quarter is his last dying breath

With one eye on the boat

And the other on the woman

He hastily flees from the rest

Rowing day and night

Not stopping in his way

Though tales of woe were spoken by the girl

He gently falls asleep

Then awakes on the shore

The story at last unfurls

Not knowing where they rested

They awakened in a temple

Of the shadows of that she fears

Sleep ensnares the both of them

And just like a dream

A demon in black appears

Running like the wind

She startles the man

Screaming cries of help

You say it’s not a dream

These demons are real

You need to get a hold of yourself