A witch read from the palm of his hand that his would turn into darkness and alone he would face all demons from his past that he tries to forget An elder king warned of the dangers that in the valleys of north and his only change was to find his shadow so had to set forth He is the man who travels in the land of and magic spells He rides in the winds of fire and snow and he rules the forest of elves Slash of the golden sword a flash in the burning night Curse of the lord He is fighting for his life for the last time Oh such beauty in time, but it's just external He cannot see truth with his eyes, so he is by a lie The snow starts falling in paradise, as he gazes at the stars He will be born again the sky, when the night turns into a dawn On the way to the ancient castle of time he will soon damned by rage so that his pride could betray him when it's time to set him free The tears in his mind had to be pushed aside as he walked through the gates He will die 'cause he is truly a Hero in a Dream