Underneath the moon’s bright shine
Whispers rise
A secret line
Blades unsheathe
Their edges gleam
In the night
Warriors dream
Ogres march
Footsteps pound the ground
Elves appear without a sound
Arrows fly
The air it splits
Courage binds in these small kits
Stand with me
Oh woodland kin
Fight the dark
Let light begin
Through the trees
Our hearts will guide
Together we canst divide
Ogre roars shake ancient trees
Elven chants flow on the breeze
Magic swirls
A force unseen
In this clash
What does it mean?
Echoes sing from forest deep
Elven vows
So true they keep
A mighty clash
The forest cries
From the green
The warrior’s rise
Stand with me
Oh woodland kin
Fight the dark
Let light begin
Through the trees
Our hearts will guide
Together we canst divide
