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*** I ***

Whats this sadness inside of me,
my hand is weary and shaking,
this bad feeling, sheer agony,
maybe the bond is breaking.

Had visions of valiant heroes,
galloping on their noble steeds,
going to punish all of those,
whose hatred more hatred breeds.

Had visions of all three realms,
fighting together side by side,
gracefully destroying monsters'lairs
where grim and dark terrors reside.

Now these visions are no longer,
all heroes vanished, swords in rust,
I feel my fear's being stronger,
no more mages, their robes are dust.

No more bards, taverns went silent,
noone there to share a beer anymore,
none to cast the spells most potent,
my soul feels so old, so very sore...

*** II ***

Wake up, people, feel the sun,
love all of this world as whole,
your adventures have just begun,
don't live only in that dark hole.

Take a walk with your friends,
feel the wind in your face,
explore how Aegir's river bends,
you can choose your own pace.

Hunt for mammoths, catch the sprites,
feel as the life inside you flows,
The Domnann lake its regards sends,
at sunset it beautifully glows.

Witness the lands of Camelot,
green forests, plains and such,
you have not seen of it a lot,
this is why my heart aches so much.

Let me take you for a tour
to places you've never been
won't be takin' just an hour
and you'll be pleased at what you've seen...