Farewell My Hero

knight, withstand

calm down, take your breath

for now you make the rules

the turn is yours.

concentrate on the black guardian

anticipate his moves

and spear right in

his weak point

The wind is rocking the trees

the grey clouds run off through the sky

nature is restless and furious

we're spectators of a frightening scene

the dragon's wingspan's enormous

his tail's a lethal whip

but there's no fear

in daltor's face

he is the king of Westland

he knows how to deal with

horrible beasts like you

because the king with his sword in his hand

has won every battle

we're on the safe side

The beast is wounded and bleeds

the battle will soon come to an end

it won't resist any longer

no one ever could bear all that pain

wait! now it seems to get stronger

it manages to fly

and then attacks

at Daltor's back

he was the king of Westland

he knew how to deal with

horrible beasts like you

because the king with his sword in his hand

had won every battle

this was the last one

Look! the dragon's seized our hero

it is taking him away!