The Witcher

By the fire he leaned on the stone
A ragged scar was on his face
He have two swords but there was no home
The trace of blood let him to this place
To this damn place.

The darkness sank into the swamp
And he felt the smell of decay
Shadows turns up in a terrible forms
And only silver will clear his way.

Rapidly drowners attacked from all sides
But the fire sign breaking their chain
Blood flew apart painting the night
The erase the existence of forgotten names.

Only pain and face of death
Lived on the edge of his sword
The silver dance became more fast
And he have skills to win this cold war.

Gwynbleidd
Va faill
Gwynbleidd
Va faill.

With a dusty path he slowly rode back
Dawn was rising on the gallows tree
One more day one more loop on the neck
The world of anger where no one can be free.

No one is free.

Peasants in horror run away from their homes
Smoke rises high while the village in flames
Deadly silence and the sun went down
Furious Fiend see the witcher's face.

The witcher bared a silver sword
Huge beast like lighting jumps ahead
Quen is broken and sprinkle the blood
Painting breastplate in bright red.

Fiend lashes out to kill a man
but a blade slashed a mighty neck
And monster fell down he can not stand
The witcher again came out of this hell.

Gwynbleidd Cáerme
Bloed Aevon Cáerme.