“Flee this land Wolfrider, there are werewolves in these woods. Make for the country of Moland. Make haste!”.
These woods are home to dark beasts,
I sense their eyes upon me.
The page is now for turning,
The next chapter’s unfolding
My quest, the prophecy
I must sail forth, to Northern shores
There dwells a witch with honour
Who seeks to bring us order
My powers, she needs me to fight
By her side, to save our lives
But first we must escape this place,
Come now crew, we must make haste!
Follow me and return to the sea,
Stand with me,
Hear the prophecy, my fate.
Wait crew can you all hear that?
The howling in the distance?
That’s not a wolf you can hear,
Draw your swords, we stand tall!
They’re getting close, but don’t fear
I smell their stench, they are near
We fight, we will not give in!
For we can’t die here, we must sail!
But first we must escape this place,
Come now crew, we must make haste!
Follow me and return to the sea,
Stand with me,
Hear the prophecy, my fate.
Destiny, takes us back the sea
Stand with me,
We must fight and make haste
Follow me and return to the sea,
Stand with me,
Hear the prophecy, my fate.
Destiny, takes us back the sea
Stand with me,
We must fight and make haste
“Back to this ship, the werewolves are all slayed! Come, to Moland”