In the shadows
a man sits alone
The journey was endless
the months they passed slow
And here by the fire
amidst laughter and talk
the man with the broken sword
watches it all.
Man with a broken sword
travel worn, weary
my mind is afraid
but my heart cannot fear thee
verse 2
In the shadows
deep in my mind
the theory of safety
the calm of the blind
and here on the border
of wilderness dark
the man with the broken sword
lifts up a spark
Man with a broken sword
enemies gather
through the wastes of the north
The dark lords ride to battle.
verse 3
In the valley
the river runs slow
and cold as the knife blade
that wounded me so
and the fear and the darkness
implacable foes
reach out their cold hands to me
I will not go
Back to the shadowlands
let the flood take them
white manes on wild waves
bring forth fury and mayhem.
Dim lies the way ahead
stones are my pillow
but low though I lie tonight
light brings the horizon.