(Verse 1) In shadows deep, where whispers weep, The Gorge awaited with a hungry maw, A trek through darkness, fate’s cruel embrace, The Lord of the Sword, made of flaw. His armor glinted, a mirror of dread, As he rode forth , grasping steel so bold, The air thickened with the stench of despair, In the valley of torment, where legends unfold. (Pre-Chorus) And from the depths, they clawed and screamed, A legion of nightmares, their eyes aglow, With every slash, his spirit redeemed, Yet the tide of shadows began to grow. (Chorus) The Lord of the Sword In Gorge with his horse He slashes many demons But there are many more The Lord of the Sword Gallops with his horse He tries to escape From Demon’s Gorge Lord of the Sword! (Lord of the Swooooooord!) (Verse 2) The greatsword sang, a hymn of pure rage, Carving through darkness, severing fate, One by one, the demons did fall, Yet for each that died, a hundred would mate. The walls of the Gorge, a prison of gloom, Echoed with chaos, a symphony vile, With each thunderous strike, he sowed the doom, But the shadows encircled; they danced with a smile. (Pre-Chorus) He felt the whispers, the shadows creep, Like chains of the past, they bound him tight, But a fire ignited, from depths of his soul, And he looked to the end, where was the light. (Chorus) The Lord of the Sword In Gorge with his horse He slashes many demons But there are many more The Lord of the Sword Gallops with his horse He tries to escape From Demon’s Gorge Lord of the Sword! (Bridge) he mounted the steed, A flash of resolve, his spirit reborn, The gallop erupted, the ground trembled wide, Breaking through shadows, where hope had been shorn. The demons shrieked as the daylight unfurled, Their grip weakened by the sun’s radiant grace, He burst from the darkness, a warrior unfurled, Into the embrace of the open space. (Chorus) The Lord of the Sword In Gorge with his horse He slashes many demons But there are many more The Lord of the Sword Gallops with his horse He tries to escape From Demon’s Gorge Lord of the Sword! (Outro) So remember the tale of the Gorge filled with woe, Where the Lord of the Sword faced the demons below, From darkness to daylight, he made his own way, A warrior forever, in the light he will stay. The Lord of the Sword, his journey reborn, Through trials and shadows, he emerged from the storm.
