we sing a song by starlight

and wish on waxen strings

tell the tales of fairies

hope to win our wings

but out beyond the fireside

monsters hunger for their bread

children bleed by night

and we walk past the dead

one eye could see the vision

who will be king in blind lands?

the world feeds on souls of heroes

the torch falls to your hands

will you sit by the embers

and spin a myth of old

tell lies of saints and demons

cities made of gold

or will you stand upright

brave before the beast

can you face leviathan

savouring the feast?