Mystic Circle

with his armour sword and shield
he walked through the night
and in the light of the moon
he shines like a warrior
he walked till the break of dawn
and above his head
the dragonstone was ahead
dark and threatening
on his way he saw a wagon
with a farmers family
he told the man full of pugnacity
what's in his mind
that he wants to free the land
from the plague and pain
and from the smell of sulfur
the fire and the dead
Farmer:
Take the horse that came yesterday it's former owner is dead
as you he would kill Fafnir but he wasn't an opponent
he dies in the flames of hell no scream were heard that night
the Lindworm is undefeated and someday he will destroy us.
with the dead behind he rides through a former happy land
now destruction and fear in his eyes
darkest feelings in his mind, then he saw a ravine where
all his live would end or glory will begin.
the dragonslayer
then he saw the head of the dragon looking in his eyes
bones of soldiers who had died in the battle of dead
it's mouth was opened wide and the fire burned to take his soul
but with Notrum the magic sword he will fight until his dead.