Oakenshield Lyrics - Singles - Elvenking

Ohh, pick up flutes and fiddles 

A new tune is beginning 

A melody forsaken 

On the chords of our elders song 

Each note is telling a story 

A fragment of existence 

Ohh, people ye who listen 

Sit down and hear the old man's story, ohh 

He was standing right in front of me 

Few steps from where I've been 

That day the manor's tower 

Is hiding a sun in agony 

Filthy, soiled from head to feet 

His sword was rusty and ruined 

But in his eyes I caught 

A fleeting glimpse of his pride 

He said, seven moons painted the skies 

Before I reached for the chosen one 

A travel through the starlit horizons 

Through the magic's way 

On the path that leads us to knowledge 

A light fall of rites and beliefs 

From past forgotten times 

Outshining the malice on our thoughts 

A story that came from 

So many miles and years ago 

The legend of the magic shield 

The elf, the dwarf, the man 

Who carries true faith deep within 

Was known by everyone as Oaken shield, Oakenshield 

I didn't understand the words he said 

The silence fell on the scene 

A water color painted 

With a thousand shades of feel 

A wooden shield tied on his back 

The magic wisdom seed 

But in his eyes I caught 

A fleeting glimpse of his pride 

He told, from the time 

When the ancients glory rules us all 

The shield has been passed hand in hand 

To the few, whose hearts are pure and bold 

Made with the hardwood of Usdu'm 

Never decline his influence on character 

Outstanding is the power of our will, will 

A story that came from 

So many miles and years ago 

The legend of the magic shield 

The elf, the dwarf, the man 

Who carries true faith deep within 

Was known by everyone as Oakenshield 

From the sources of our depths 

In the universal edge 

Declining 

Shield from the wounds in your malice brains 

Face up and take a contact with your inner fears 

You will find a well of gloominess and humble damp 

Make yourself a trace on walk, the power of become 

The enchantment is the magic of being 

Slowly fades the light, the story slips away 

The old man's tired now, doze off 

Sleep well, keeper of the shield 

Mankind could never understand 

The shield remains forever only as 

A story that came from 

So many miles and years ago 

A story that came from 

So many miles and years ago 

The legend of the magic shield 

The elf, the dwarf, the man 

Who carries true faith deep within 

Was known by everyone as Oakenshield