far away,
in a city with no name
lived a man,
who once was king!
one fairy sang me once his song,
she said he's blind for much to long
for him to know the color of the sky
he often spoke his wish to die:
"Why should I live?"

he once fought many evil drag(on)'s
he was the bravest of them all
from all the kings he was the first
he always quest his bloody thirst
he always had to win in war
he was by far
the king of kings.

o, here he is, right next to me, the fairy said,
"I am a shadow of the man I was!
I am a fool, I lost my name
I lost my kingdom and my throne
I am the only one to blame!
am I alone? am I alone?"

the fairy then relaxed her wings
and she stood foot right in my palm
she said: I once was sitting on his arm
and then he said ... what did he said?
oh, yes, he said to me: "go now,
I have a fight!"

but he was fighting all in vain
for he was fighting with the best
of all the rest of this world's knights.
his fight was, yes, against the one
the only one that slew the drag(on)s,
against him self.

so slain his powers shortly were
and old his eyes, have lost the sight
he then became only the voice
to preach the fame of his lost world!
the fairy told me in the end:
"That's who you are!"