King Gryphonheart (the Brave)

Rumors in Khylbegân know
That Alghážhãyl
- Once friend of the Elven -
Now is possessed by the horned!

Deep in the Woods of Sylvanshire,
All senses expecting attack!
As the rooftop above bursts out in fire
Barely betimes we strike back!

Wings spread, Sword drawn,
Swiftness unleashed, Gryphonheart!

Dragonflame on steel,
Parry, strike and prevail!
Avoiding another ray,
Like a dancer on the wind

Like the wrath of a god
His sword is ripping up
To the dragon’s chink
His last blast of fire blazes the blade

King Gryphonheart the Brave
His legend will live for aeons
Heart of a lion,
Eagle´s eyes and soul
King Gryphonheart the glorious,
Faithful and wise,
Thy legacy be carved in stone,
Eternally, forevermore!

Darkest fears, becoming true
Another rampart has fallen.
The idol of fortune, viciously stolen
In turmoil and anguish

Spykhus, hand of the king
deceiver, lying in wait
A lifetime of planning
This night to seal the King´s fate

Wings spread, sword drawn,
Swiftness unleashed, Gryphonheart!

Remembering the fallen brothers,
After night had fallen.
Assaulted from the shadows,
Defenseless, forsaken

Mortally wounded he strangles the traitor
Together they die in agony
One up to the gods,
One banned to the netherworld
King Gryphonheart the Brave
His legend will live for aeons
Heart of a lion,
Eagle´s eyes and soul
King Gryphonheart the glorious,
Faithful and wise,
Thy legacy be carved in stone,
Eternally, Forevermore!