Fear The Wrath Of The Black Wizard

         This is a song i wrote when i went through shit. Its a long story better left untold. I guess most of the DB users know about it. A few friends and I formed a Prog Metal band and i thought using this song for an own composition would definitely not be a bad idea. A slow riff with an acoustic section and melancholic keys might just do the trick. I havent thought of a title yet, but anyway, here goes:

From where she came, he does not know.
A heady scent and a fair glow.
In an instant she cast a spell,
Perhaps the Lady of Rivendell.

Struck with awe,
Mute with glee.
Surreal awakening,
Or destiny.

Her laughter, of chirping birds,
Her voice, of a gentle stream.
Her touch, of a delicate dove,
In her eyes an innocent gleam.

He looks in bewilderment,
A sight of exquisite beauty.
He longs for her love,
Hoping against destiny.

Her tresses, dark they shone,
In the mystique of the twilight.
Her silken hands revive memories from afar.
Her radiant skin, sun the morning star.

From where she came, he does not know,
A heady scent and a fair glow.
He longs for her love, hoping against destiny,
Chained by fate, alas misery and a long wait.

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