[L: Parcharidis / M: Human Fortress]
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
[CHORUS]
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
[CHORUS]
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