On Wings of Arcane Magic

Over dunes and vales I will fly away In search of the mage of darkness and despair Mighty wings of ruby I will ride In a desert town of the east Far east I met an elder travel guide Riding high Riding fast Stories will guide my path I must find I must end “That worthless, evil mage!” On wings of arcane magic I will search high and low Asking and following The tales of times of old Moonlight And starlight Though dying it will light my way To the distant home Of this evil one Who will fall by my pure-hearted hand For the love of them all Now off to the ancient realm of lore Of the elves and spires Pipes and lyres I was told of Greetings, have you seen him Do you know a myth or two That might help me On my quest for him To free the whole of you In elven tongue he told me about a mystic key Once known but buried deep within The dark-sea-dynasty Riding high Riding fast Stories will guide my path I must find I must end “That stupid, brazen thief!”