A noted tune
Divides the time
Of lucid dreams
And dangled chimes

I drag my sign
And huddle forth
Above the wind
On grounded mirth

A pew in dust
Hides tales of woe
Beneath its earth
Where sun has shown

A fractured clock
In tilted frame
Has Locked away
What love remained

A pool of radiance
Flows into the valley
The mountains of madness
High into the sky
A tomb of horror
Sits quiet in the night
Hiding ghastly creatures
That feed on helpless life

The wizard walks alone
The fighter standing tall
A bard plays a song
That echoes through the hall

Only heroes live forever
All heroes die.

Beyond Balders gate
Fire, brimstone, hate
Angels always sighing
Peeking from its wall
but a band of merry men
Hold the key to change it all.

Now all these paper heroes
Have faded from the light
Folded, frayed or tossed away
No longer in the fight
But living in our songs
Round campfires in the night

Only heroes live forever
All heroes die.