Velvet Drawbridge

In golden ages, through castle walls
A wounded blacksmith, who dreamed of more
His pleasure fist, started to twitch and
Became possessed and then it stole his mind away – away

Follow down the hole
Entombed in a lifeless
Dreaming of better days
Hold on to a memory of

In golden ages, the battle close
The weeping blacksmith, drops his blade and falls
Screams echo tall, approaches deaths door
Clinching to the one thing that he holds oh so dear

Hold on – Stay away from angels’ light
My dear – I can’t leave you, I must return to

My drawbridge (my favourite drawbridge)
Transcends time (my favourite velvet drawbridge)
Oh drawbridge (my favourite drawbridge)
Forever mine (my favourite velvet drawbridge)

In golden ages, through castle walls
Immortal blacksmith, he conquers all
Enemies slain, all hail the king
His legend echoes through the metal that we sing