Future Wars Lyrics
Mystic winds blowMen mount birds of prey to warAnd raid each others shoreWizards and Warlocks battle by nightOne survives by cunning and mightTake what you can by sword and sabreJust reward for perilous labourStands among them a natural KingA man of barbaric breedIn a blade of steel he lays his trustKilling and taking his needsUpon him the scars of battles gone byFrom many who have gazed in his murderous eyeAstride his mount he cursed and thenAssembled his men in thousands and ten Onward lads we'll kill them allVictory is oursWe'll have their heads and female slavesSoon to loot their towersRiding hard they rushed the gatesAnd scaled the granite wallsThrough boiling oil and falling stoneHis men endured it allIn bloody streets the battle ragedBrave men died and women were cagedAmidst the hoard, a barbaric roarHe gut the guard and kicked down the doorSword in one hand, torch in the otherAlert every step of the wayIf legends be true this place is cursedDemons stand guard night and dayLiving hell cloaked in blackThree ungodly hostsUpon the dais a ball of lightWhich binds them to their postFaster than a striking cobraHit the altar and knocked it overShattered in a silver showerThe priests of hell have lost their powerUp the stairs a golden doorThe queen awaits withinHer naked body close to hisThe prize is won againAnd has she yields to his forceHis mind drifts off to Future Wars
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