Warrior 'gainst the darkness scheming
Trapped between for ages dreaming
Faery kin in mortal seeming
Master Adept from time before
Roman Law or Druidic Lore
With Bardic arts, lost in times of yore

Child of vanished Land of Ys
Fleeing from the crushing sea
Heard siren singing on the breeze
Skilled with harp and sword of might
Oathbound warrior for the light
For ages young and undimmend of sight

Through the ages slumbering long
Awakened by the summoning song
Again to fight against the wrong
Rising from the realms of sleep
Ancient grove in woodland deep
The fog now parts, awareness creeps...