[Verse 1]
Prophet climbed the frozen sky
Where the broken peaks run high
Circling slow above the stone
Where the Gnar had made his throne
In the cliffs where shadows wait
Stood the dragon’s mountain gate
Guarded by two wyvern lords
Turned to Gnar by wizard’s art
[Verse 2]
Then the Baywhar Babe came riding in
On the hard and northern wind
Harpoons primed and cannons bright
Climbing toward the coming fight
Uncle Andrew held the blade
Light against the dark they made
Richard fired the iron line
Zach kept powder running hot
[Verse 3]
Then the sky began to roar
When the wyverns rose to war
Bullets rang on armored hide
Claws like thunder sweeping wide
Smoke and splinters filled the air
As the Babe fought through despair
Till the wounded airship reeled
Spiraling toward the peaks below
[Climax Verse]
But Amanda took her stand
Cannon fuse within her hand
Rose-glass lenses burning bright
Guiding thunder through the fight
One last blast split sky and cloud
Echo rolling long and loud
And the first beast’s shattered head
Fell in fire among the crags
Matthew and Prophet
Still the second beast came fast
Through the smoke and cannon blast
Then across the mountain sky
Came a cry both fierce and high
Matthew rode the storming air
On Prophet, black as midnight there
Hooves like thunder, blazing dark
Driving straight into the heart
Steel flashed bright and courage flew
Prophet’s charge the terror knew
And the wounded monster fled
Shrieking from the mountain wind
[Tavern Chorus]
Raise the glass and sing it loud
Of the fight above the clouds
Where the Baywhar Babe held fast
In the mountain thunderblast
Harpoons flew and cannons roared
Wyvern blood on steel was poured
And the Gnar beasts learned that day
Strong hearts would not break away
[Legend Verse]
Then through smoke and winter sky
Came the thunder riding high
Matthew on the ink-black Weyhorse
Like a bolt of living light
Prophet struck with iron flame
Driving terror back again
And the last beast fled the fight
From the Children of the Light
[Outro]
So the Babe came limping down
Through the snow of Wyvern Crown
And the peaks still whisper low
When the northern night winds blow
Of the day the sky was war
At the Gnar Dragon’s mountain door
When the gate of terror fell
And the wyverns broke from hell
ElCeviche
