Schattentor

A road so old, so dark - A trail where the damned walk

I''ve reached the gates of Schattentor

Here under this sycamore - Lies buried my claymore

Through long absence I have not been here

Now armed with dagger, sword and bow - A thief will never let you know

That he is blamed to be the source - The bringer of an evil curse

That he is evil, honourless - Never crave a good fight

Yes I''m a thief, a larcenist - A creature of the night

Torches guide my way to Shattentor - Where wandering souls forlorn

For gold my soul will wander alone

Will wander alone

I''m a thief who never learned to fear - Often quiet when you come near

My life is all I hold dear - I am well paid for the bloodstains long

For robbing the wicked - And sending them where they belong

The guardian knights next to arrive - No, they will leave me alive

I saw their horses, through the tress - Heard their panting through the

leaves

Rumble, ruble through the grass - Through villages they pass

And over hills to find the thief - Known far and wide

I''m the tief known fear - The thief known far and wide

Know places I can hide - To elude a guard or enemy very close

For I am swift and clever than the most - The people don''t know what I''m inside