Swansong For A Snail

Tonight, is the night we have been waiting for
All the creatures of the woods
Gathering to sing and drink and waltz!
Plague, baring rats brought a surprise
Finest beer from long ago
Now they drink like there is no tomorrow!

Tonight, on this banquet, humans on the menu
A lovely scent of flesh fills the air
Even the grass eater, eats their fair share
Nothing tastes better, than sweet revenge.

The old snail spoke up, I am old and grey
I still remember the tales, my mother sang to me
Of a time long ago when we were skinned alive by hands of men
Living in fear each day
For the approaching judgment day
Stuck in trap, then locked in a cage with no way to move
Until the end, of our days.

Blocking the sun, soaring through the land
The Swanrider appear freeing animals of their fear
The fire-breathing swan laid Villages to waste
And the child who escaped got a beak trough his head.

Fly mighty swan, fly to the sky!
Fly Higher than no swan has ever flown before!
They gathered your kin and broke their necks
Unleash your rage, let the fire reign.

A snail looked up at his mother’s face
Are the old snails’ stories true? Yes my son, it's horrible but true
But why, have the humans not fought back?
Not even once past hundred years? I don't know but they sure taste great!

The old snail knew the truth, locked away in his chest
Inside it was a book, the unholy Snailonomicon
Trapped inside was a human, their champion and hero
The snail would never let, the book fall into wrong hands.

But he was old and senile and forgot to locked the chest
The fat pig saw his chance. to bring the book to human lands
For a bounty of truffles, he would betray all his friends
He took the book from the chest, Sneaking fast on fatty feet
Disappearing into the woods, without a single oinky oink
Once again will they Swanrider have to step down from throne
To defend his lands!

In human lands, by warlocks’ hands
The enchantments were broken, the sacred words spoken
Out of the book, with a reaping hook
The human hero arose, to revenge compose.

Fly mighty swan, fly to the sky!
Fly Higher than no swan has ever flown before!
They gathered your kin and broke their necks
Unleash your rage, let the fire reign.