Echo, a child's joyful laughter
Resounding through the town, looming in disaster
Home, the blade, change, our fates
Dethrone, erase, a king
Who prays upon us all
A hunt once dreamt of fervently, just around the corner now and I
Fear, the worst, has yet, to come, undone
For us, no choice, there is just the road ahead

Parched soil beneath my feet
Toiling for relief

Move forth towards the swamp lands
Searching for the beast who means to destroy us

Now so far way from what we guard preciously
Grave mistake, too late and too far we've strayed

Now the witch has come, an ancient sorceress among the muck
Back to back spears drawn, the brothers face her bravely whereupon
They incapacitate, interrogate and twist the blade for nothing but perilous lies, nothing but a waste of time, nothing but fear for those left behind

We've been deceived
Back to the city