The Wanderer

Entering the tavern where the fellas want to rest

Full of conversations for the soldiers of the west

Smelly full of mold, the wanderers don't care

As long as they hold, a pint of "Samuel's Ale"

"Come and sit along us, dear stranger"

"What's your secret business, lies please don't tell"

"How cordial could ever a northern town to be"

"Suspicious your intentions, is that an armory?"

Not even thirty seconds, already passed away

Two shiny heavy metals, brandished towards him

Unlikely to the others, he didn't blink an eye

He only made a movement, "One more stout pint?"

How furious might a man can be

When he receives dishonesty?

Medieval years we are going through

With battle's believed to prove fortitude

How fiercely he stands, against them

Confident about his presence of mind

"Get out of my way, there's a mission ahead!"

"Not time to waste with your bloody heads"

Here they lie, down to the ground

Because they stood in front of his way

The ranger must continue the path

While armies of west, gain ground

Here they lie, down to the ground

Because they stood in front of his way

The ranger must continue the path

While armies of west, gain ground

This is the way, the story begins

Of Lucius the Brave, from battalion grey

His secret mission, he must fulfill

In order to save humanity

This is the way, the story begins

Of Lucius the Brave, from battalion grey

His secret mission, he must fulfill

In order to save humanity

From the army of Frayie