Legends of the Mist Lyrics

Like all other great nights, this one too must end

But don't despair, we shall see each other again

We started as strangers, now we're proud to call you our friends

We've bonded through tales of swindlers and dragons, pirates and villainous queens

Heroes who let the truth be heard and shed the weight of their dreams

We've pondered dark fates and fortunes, hubris and prophecies

We never lost sight of our drinks when we sent a demon back into the sea

When sadness was all-consuming, and the sorrow seemed too great a cost

You reforged your mettle in the name of those you'd lost

To truly temper and cool the tip of the spear

Give your undying love to those who you hold dear

And forgive those who put you through hell

From the bottom of our hearts we wish you the fondest of farewells

I was bitter enough to fight only for the money

And I was naïve enough to think the king really cared for me

Maeve laid bare the truth that should have been plain to see

I'll never forget the pain I felt when I couldn't save her in the end

And I'll never forget how she treated me, a true comrade and friend

We'll all miss her dearly, but before we see her again

She bound me to a sacred promise with her dying breath

A vow worth more than glory or the spoils of any quest

She asked me to be the one to look out for our new family

As we claw and scratch and pummel and bash our way into the pages of history

With the sea at our backs and the salt on the air

The wide open plains, the wind in our hair

With fury in our hearts for our friends who've died

Into the mist we ride

Beyond the tranquil clearing, they see the walls of Glenbeigh

The ramparts hand-built long ago now crumbling in decay

And where the moat blockades wrought iron gates never breached

The thousand-strong army of Volsung steels itself for a bloody siege

I know we've had our disagreements, but our hearts as one beat true

Take up the mantle, brother – Maeve left it just for you

Lead like she knew you could do

Brave knights, raise your swords with me in the name of our friend Maeve

Let's show the Volsung that they chose the wrong country to invade

We'll send them all into a watery grave

They spur their horses to action and enter the shroud of the mist

Silent like the plague when it delivers its fatal kiss

The Volsung move to ford the mire, unaware of their dark fate

When they spot the doom approaching, it is far too late

Outnumbered but not outwitted, they loose a warrior's call

With a stomping of hooves and a clash of steel the invaders begin to fall

Some descend into icy depths, others struggle to hold their ground

Cormac and Fionn rally the troops and bring the charge back around

We'll be hopeless in battle – we're exhausted and blind drunk

So, let's give these wicked shits a good and frigid dunk

The trumpet sounds in the misty dawn

A solemn tribute for those who've gone

The sun beams through the castle walls

And illuminates the knights who gave their all

The exalted heroes march unto the throne

Defenders of Glenbeigh and its mighty home

With the king to host a feast, their request most adamant

Cormac and Fionn make their way up to the battlements

Honor and glory, recognition from the king

From the way he looked at you, I thought he'd kiss your ring

The people are safe, the war is won

So why the hell do you look so glum?

I remember the river, the drinks beside the fire

Trading tales as the smoke climbed higher

Nothing about this feels quite right

Without Maeve to join us in the celebrations tonight

We'll be showered with riches, we'll be in all the songs

But in my stout keep by the sea I won't be satisfied for long

I once idolized the great commanders and warriors of yore

But if this is the fate of a hero, I don't want to play the hero anymore

We were one against a hundred, and we brought about their end

This is no mere victory, kid – this is the stuff of legend

And wherever Maeve is now, she's as proud as can be

We won a war and came out unscathed with one hell of a story

But before we raise the banners and sound the horn

To herald the arrival of a clear new morn

Before we let the painters and the poets have their say

There's one debt we still have to pay

Hello, noble bards of the Swindling Serpent

With open arms we've summoned you to dance with us tonight

Enjoy your second home, be one with your new family

As our tuneful saviors, you will be enshrined in the halls of our homeland

Look to the sun shining through the rain

Filling our horizon is the kingdom we've reclaimed

Through comedy and tragedy we've remembered our names

You're the legends of the mist who stoked our dying flame