The dreamer awakes
the drunken shade of his innocence takes
notice now the beaded sweat
his unwavering fear never to get
away from the beast
like a nightmare come to feast
his eyes are glazed
his hands are up-raised
solemn victim recieving his fate
the eyes of madness are naught but hate
he draws his sword and raises it high
calling down gods of the thunder and sky
the fire surrounds him
the chaos confounds him
The warrior awakes and strikes at the beast
fearless and heartless a knight's life he takes
the thundering sky anwsers his silent cry
the wolves howl, and loki walks cross the sky
He charges reckless into the fray
all enemies before him shall die this day
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